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.

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.


8 Responses

  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. 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.

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