My Feathered Friend Pecks At His Treat
Every afternoon, my feathered friend Pays a charming visit, a joy to attend Settling right by my window with grace
Every afternoon, my feathered friend Pays a charming visit, a joy to attend Settling right by my window with grace
In Matthew 5, Jesus speaks of blessedness divine Challenging societal norms, his teachings shine Blessed are the merciful, for they
I wait patiently for you, Jesus, my guide Fully aware that this battle belongs to you, by my side Despite
Oh Lord, you know me inside out,Your love for me leaves me with no doubt.You know my thoughts before I
On a warm, sunny morn by the river’s edge,The geese gathered, joyfully pecking at the hedge Their gentle honks filled
Gracie the Pigeon, so sweet and so kind Bringing joy to my patio, a treasure to find With feathers of
In Timothy we find the key To true wealth, not in what we see Contentment and godliness, the goal Spiritual
Perched on a wall, the dove so fair In the evening breeze, it takes in the air Its cooing soft,
As I settled onto the bench in my backyard,A dove and a pigeon landed, not at all marred.Their soft feathers
On a lovely afternoon, a baby quail appeared In the lush green grass, its tiny beak pecked without fear The