Little hummingbird, full of grace,
your sweet spirit sets me free.
To the fragrance of the honeysuckle, you do race.
Onward to the Rose of Sharon you take your place.
Russian Sage and Petunias call your melodious name.
The wind chimes play on in a soothing refrain.
Your ruby throat adds color, the roses blush in shame.
Your wings flutter softly when they touch my window pane.
A jewel so tiny and fragile..
A gift for you and me..
Darts within the day sky
Fluttering so free...
Its colors of hope and peace
shine within this tiny creature.
To bring a kind of peace and love
for all to see...
~ Linda Jackson
"Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?" Matthew 6:26