HEY LITTLE KESTREL
Hey little kestrel,
Taking a nap,
Will you be here,
When I come back?
Your dusty orange wings,
And fluffy chest,
Are perfect cover,
For taking a rest.
Your spotted feathers,
Ruffle in the breeze,
I’d love to pick you up,
The thought … a tease.
You look so soft,
But that cheeky grin,
And talons long,
Make me think again.
Maybe some day,
Or in a dream,
We’ll fly together,
And be a team.
Sheila Willar - January 9, 2019
Isaiah 31:3 (KJV)
As birds flying, so will the Lord of hosts defend Jerusalem; defending also He will deliver it; and passing over He will preserve it.
