Don’t fret tiny hummingbird
There’s plenty to go around
The flowers all are blooming
Still I hear your worried sound

You chirp in the cedar tree
When a fellow bird comes ’round
As if you think there’s not enough
Though sweet nectar does abound


I’m a little late for the Quadrille Monday prompt at dVerse Poets Pub this week because I couldn’t come up with a poem using the word fret. Then this morning while I ate my breakfast I thought of this little ditty. Was delighted to discover Mr. Linky still open.

About Linda Kruschke

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.
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8 Responses to Plenty

  1. I didn’t see this first time round. It’s rather lovely. It’s a good message for all of us – there’s plenty of good stuff to go round, we can relax a liittle. I’d love to see a hummingbird in the wild.

  2. Lona Gynt says:

    He is aware of the sparrows and the hummingbirds and hopefully also the poets, sweet abundance.
    The repetitive rhyming cycles like flitting and filling on nectar.

  3. I have two feeders. I occasionally see them. Love this poem!

  4. robtkistner says:

    Whatba gine poem Linda, well written!

  5. A sweet poem. I love hummingbirds.

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