I was quite lost and all alone,
in forest thick and deep,
exhausted, cold, and starving, too,
and wishing I could sleep.
I said a prayer and asked God for
a morsel I could eat,
when suddenly a small crow dropped
a walnut at my feet!
I never have been fond of crows;
just thought they were no good.
I never thought I'd see the day
when one would bring me food.
A walnut's thirteen calories
don't seem like a big deal,
but something you must realize
is how that made me feel.
I knew that God had heard my prayer,
was watching over me,
and if I ask Him for His help,
then He will hear my plea.
In less than fifteen minutes more,
I found a logging road
and followed it out through the woods
until a village showed.
To make a longer story short,
some parts I've had to cut.
I won't forget that little crow
---and I still have that nut!
Love, Love, LOVE this poem! Congrats on second place in the contest. You have won so many prizes with your poetry, you could probably wallpaper a room with your certificates.
Ha! You're right, Belle. I actually could do that, but why? Thanks for commenting.
Such tender and eternal truths are in this poem--from God's care for His children to the value that crows have despite their distasteful appearance!
Congratulations on yet another winner poem! PoemHunter is blessed to have a true poet like you here!
I am reminded that a saw is a story. To cut it while on a logging road...now that is genius. Brilliant verse, Kim.
Brilliant Kim! A very enjoyable read***** Thanks for sharing x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's something to crow about! !
Thanks so much for your comment, Rob.