Birds Told Us the Time
Four black birds sitting in a row.
Came to tell us it was her time to go.
Grandmom had seen them sitting on the line.
And wondered what their purpose was at the time.
She came to the waiting room and said that four birds
Kept flying to her with chirping messages their words.
They flew to her four times, each one trying to speak.
And all this time our loved one was growing very weak.
Slowly the clock made it to four.
And we were all sitting there watching the door.
We finally heard footsteps coming across the floor.
And the doctor told us our loved one had left us at four!
We then knew that these four birds had been sent
To tell us of our loved one's going before she went.
Copyright © Marty Owens | Year Posted 2010
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