Rev Cheryl Birch

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A Bird’s Day

Twitters and flutters
Soaring and flying
Darting hoppers
Jumping and fighting

Eyeing Bugs
Splashing in waters
Pecking at slugs
Fence top squatters

Busy beauty
Colorful wings
Nesting duty
Joyfully sings

Thanking God
With amazement
Must applaud
Such grand entertainment!

Copyrighted 2020 Cheryl S Birch
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Blue Sky

Could the sky be more blue?
It’s so clear today
Could the flowers be a more lovely hue?
They are at their peak today

All the greens seem even more so
Verdant boughs with fruit
Plump lemons swing to and fro
Cherries wear a bright red suit

Palm tree’s hands reach up high
As if to praise our King of kings
Thanking Him with each sway and sigh
While a bird to His glory sings

This garden visit lifts my soul
With the palms and birds I praise
Lord Jesus makes me whole
To Him my hands I raise!

Copyright 2020 Cheryl S Birch
Photo taken by author

Glorious Day

clouds-gray and blue

Sitting in my garden
Comfy chair, alone
Cup of tea started
Nice to be at home

Sunny, even hot
Then clouds roll in
Makes a chilly spot
Wind chimes spin

Branches bounce
Flowers dance
Bird calls once
Shrubs sway and prance

Gray and blue fight it out
Breeze cold strong but dies
Go inside or sit in doubt?
Can’t tell by the skies

Suddenly sun wins
Glorious Day!
Praise God, Praise Him
I think I’ll stay!

copyright 2020 Cheryl S Birch
photo found on Google labeled for reuse

From my Garden Chair

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Aerial dispute
Raucous bird racket
Morning dove coo
Fly by yellow jacket

Peace returns
Grosbeak distant song
Hummingbird churns
Wind blows strong

Tiny bug crawls by
Lizard on the run
Sparrow flies the sky
Sun sure feels warm

No day is boring
In my garden retreat
My Joy is soaring
As I sit at Jesus’ feet

Copyrighted 2020 Cheryl S Birch
Photo taken by author

Leafless

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White bark, dead flowers
Bare branches crisscross the sky
Lacy leafless woven tapestry
Red headed bird flies by

Sweet songs catch my ears
What seemed dead is alive
Feathered chorus serenades
Then they quickly hide

Thank You Lord for the treasure
Of Your amazing creation
Lifts my heart with praises
It’s like a mini-vacation!

Copyrighted 2020 Cheryl S Birch
Photo taken by Cheryl S Birch

Garden Encounter

sparrows

Went outside for a quiet time
Met by crows loud caw
Squawking loud, jays chime
Laying down the law

Mockingbirds whistle and tweet
Causes a sparrow choir
Determined, I take my seat
To the chitter of hummingbird fliers

Ahh! A moment of silence
Observing lovely blooms
Refreshed by greenery thick and dense
A car backfire booms

Serenade of motorcycle roars
More birds upset; crazy sound
Neighbor hollers slamming doors
I hold my place with chaos around

When suddenly peace pours down
All sounds fade away
He comes with a love drenched crown
My God is close today

Garden glows with joy abundant
Colors praise His name
I rest in His arms triumphant
So very grateful that He came!

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Warm respite

Bare tree

A warm respite
In the midst of winter cold
The day brightly lit
Sky clear, blue and bold

Sitting on my barren deck
Tiny flowers peeking forth
Gentle breeze across my neck
Grass showing some new growth

A promise of Spring to come
But the days are still short
Sun too soon finds its western home
Shivers end my brief resort

Father God smiling
Such a lovely way
Sent my spirit flying
With a perfect glorious day

copyrighted 2016 Cheryl S Birch

My Morning Bliss

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Whispering morning
Quiet, lovely.
Barely sounding,
Wind blows softly.

Sparrow twitters
Sweet melody.
Dawn glitters
Sunlight splendidly.

Mind calm
Heart at rest.
Reading a Psalm
Receiving God’s best.

Joy overflow
Strength renewed.
The world aglow
His glory revealed.

Praying aloud.
Heavenly kiss.
Presence of God.

My morning bliss!

Copyright Cheryl S Birch 2015

 

Rain

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A smell; a fragrance in the air
A sense, something on its way
A feeling in my bones
A distant sound, barely heard

Pitter pat, pitter pat
A clink, a clang
Tap, tap, tap
Pitter pat, pitter pat

Tires on wet pavement
Rushing winds
Drumming on roof tops
Grass glistening green Read more…

Autumn stepped out of summer

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Pumpkins, squash, dried corn
Yellow leaves, red and orange
Windy blustery days
Walking through a corn maze

Flowers fading, some brown
Fields a golden crown
Trees once lush now bare
Sparrows don’t seem to care Read more…

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