The Plan ~~ Sunday Muse # 132
The Gift
Deep in the tall woods
where I am safe
When the sun comes up
I venture forth
Down from my high perch
Gather mana
Gift from Heaven high
Every day I'm served
sweet savory bites
Only in the fall
For one I eat
Save nine winter's store
Give thanks to God
He's been good to me
Nature's good plan
Gifts from Heaven high
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Sunday Muse # 132 for Picture Prompt per Chrissa and Carrie Van Horn at http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/10/sunday-muse-132.html?m=1
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Labels: Animals, poem Syllabic Form, Story Poem, Sunday Muse
posted by Jim @ 10/31/2020 06:21:00 AM
9 comments
9 Comments:
A lovely reminder we've all much for which to be thankful. The beauty and rich harvest of autumn is an annual reminder!
Jim, this line "For one I eat save nine winter's store" took me way back watching my grandparents store bounty from field and orchard for the long, cold, hard winters.
This is beautiful Jim!
Divine assistance will make the plan achievable faster than expected. Wonderful write Dr Jim!
Hank
I'm going to be imagining bird and squirrel angels drifting through the branches. :)
It's wonderful to read something this grateful and positive, Jim. Especially now.
Beautiful, I echo what Sherry wrote.
Echoing the echoes above, like the echo of light and spirit in your poem!
Lovely poem, Jim.
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