Singing to me… A poem

I woke up one morning, early in the spring
The grass and the trees were just turning green

The songs of the song birds surrounded me
They sang their songs so beautiful filled with joy and glee

I stood in wonder as I breathed the cool air
As I looked at the beauty everywhere

The birds singing such beautiful songs
The beat of my heart seemed to sing along

The Robin Redbreast as it flew by
Seeming to say it’s time for you to fly

A beautiful morning one day in spring
Joy to my heart did the song birds bring

Joy to my heart did the song birds bring
A beautiful morning one day in spring

I wanted to share a thought or two, I have been working on a number of projects and seem to at times be going backwards yet I suppose that sometimes is how it goes. I just wanted to share a beautiful thought as where I live today spring is definitely in the air. I so just want to take the day and go play in the park or the creek. I do have much to do however as I spent a week working on a new Linkedin profile and it seems it was a learning week. All my work was for not as I consulted with a friend who shared for my summary what I had written was not what I should share, those in the position of hiring reading those inspiring words just wouldn’t care… I am also getting ready for an art expo creating works of art trying to make them glow as expressions from my heart I choose to show.

I do however love to write and I love sharing with those who share here so I shared my thoughts this morning as I waited for the train, the first morning of the week when there was no rain, the feeling from my heart as the song birds sang!

Thank you for allowing me to share a thought, or two and for spending some of your time with me. I thank you as well for being you sharing your smiles and your love, making our world a better place for all we share it with. Thank you for being the positive change our world so needs!  Joe


9 thoughts on “Singing to me… A poem

  1. sounds like a beautiful day of Spring to breathe within
    and take in all of Natures gifts of music and colors…
    wonderful poem, Joe…I enjoyed it and your thoughts you always share…
    Thank you…
    Take Care…You Matter…

  2. Birds they do sing sweetly all the year through ..but during spring when greenery is new..can not resist the flights of birds and sons they sing..morning light and everything seems so right..

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