Natures Perfect Blend
If little birds know,
when it is time to leave,
before the snow,
before the freeze.
Humans too,
possess this gift,
something instilled,
as the seasons shift.
It can only be God,
our maker our friend,
who would have thought of this,
natures perfect blend.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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