Tis a gentle sun as the skies prepare to cleanse the air. Feathered souls dart about as they chatter, while few sing. Colors, shapes and size divide this varied flock as they compete to please my ears. Green must be God’s favorite for he dresses the wood and carpets the earth so richly. His strength and faithfulness show well in the browns and forest green. Rarely a meter stands without a spot of gold or delicate wisp of white. His beauty always revealed. What an honor to sit in his image and share creation.
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