A(nother) Dicky-bird in February!!

I heard TWO Dicky-birds today!!  They were singing their little hearts out!

A Lesson From a Dicky-bird

The snow was deep and the winter air

            was bitter and cold that day,

But the Dicky-bird sang as if instead

            ‘twas a sun-filled day in May.

I watched him and wondered if I would be

            singing of flowers and bees,

If I was the little Dicky-bird

            and the Dicky-bird was me.    

He trilled and chortled though the skies were gray

            And the icy wind blew cold,

The snow lay in piles ‘round his Maple tree

            But he sang so brave and bold.

I thought how I would fuss and complain

            As unhappy as can be,

If I was the little Dicky-bird

            And the Dicky-bird was me.

                       

The Dicky-bird sings with a thankful heart,

            I’ve much to be thankful for!

His Creator has given him this day to live,

            My Savior’s done so much more!

So I’ve learned in every season of life

            To live as contentedly,

If I was the little Dicky-bird

            And the Dicky-bird was me.

~ FAS