Stirred
STIRRED
I had a glad awakening,
When life's pool was stirred,
By hearing the sweet trilling
From a little yellow bird.
When life's pool was stirred,
A ripple of joy to ponder,
From a little yellow bird
Singing praises of splendor.
A ripple of joy to ponder,
This bird was a joy to hear
Singing praises of splendor,
Brought to my heart good cheer.
This bird was a joy to hear
It's music became a blessing
Brought to my heart good cheer,
I had a glad awakening.
Copyright © Vivien Wade Feb. 2014
Copyright © Vivien Wade | Year Posted 2017
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