Hey you little bird sitting on the post
Do you know that winter will soon be a ghost?
Then where will you and your family go?
Will you find a neat place with snow?
 
You have been a real comfort I must say.
One bright spot on those cold winter days,
I will miss you, but some friends of yours,
Will come along to brighten the outdoors.
 
I know I will miss your lovely song,
That you have been singing all winter long.
Too bad you can't stay nothing would be finer.
Than to have every kind of bird make up God’s choir.
 
I guess that must be the case up in heaven,
Where they gather and sing at God's beckon.
Since that is not the case I will bid you good-bye,
And wait for your return the next year on high.

© Carol G Oliver