The Joy Of Springtime Birds

This is the time of spring bird migration. It is a season filled with excitement,as many birds are returning to their northern nesting grounds.

I will be sharing some of the many birds I get to see.

Today instead of my commentary, I am also sharing a poem written by someone else. I may have shared it before, but it bears repeating.

Am I wrong to be always so happy? 

Tundra Swans at the edge of the ice.

This world is full of grief;

Yet there is laughter of sunshine, 

to see the crisp green on the leaf,

Swans on the ice and a bald Eagle overhead.

Daylight is ringing with song-birds, 

and brooklets are crooning at night;

And why should I make a shadow when God makes all so bright?

Immature Bald Eagle

Earth may be wicked and weary, 

yet cannot I help being glad!

There is sunshine without and within me,

 

Canada Geese in flight.

and how should I mope or be sad?

God would not flood me with blessings, 

meaning for me only to pine

A majestic Bald Eagle.

Amid all the bounties and beauties he pours upon me and mine;

Therefore I will be grateful, and therefore will I rejoice;

My heart is singing within me; sing on, O heart and voice.