Twilight Poem by Mary Forrester
Twilight
In the twilight of the evening
The waters rippled by
In the sky high above
The little birds did fly
They piped a song
A song of cheer
And they piped it just for me
Oh, still I hear them
Sing that song
On the hill tops
Lavender and green.
Nice Mary. Rather fond of birds myself. We've been getting Goldfinches on our feeders lately - beautiful birds.
A nice imagery of the twilight seen and drawn perhaps near a water body where water rippled by, and a lavender green hill top over which little birds flew singing songs for the poetess. Excellent poem!
Lilting, rhythmical poem touching upon the nature of birds singing songs of peace to the world. Enchanting poem, thank you for sharing it. RoseAnn
Seems we all love our little birds, and this is such a delightful poem in recognition of that.
I find birds to be enchanting little messengers of peace and joy. Some of my happiest hours are spent in my garden watching and listening to birds. Entertainment without equal. Great poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Sweet and lovely Mary.