About The River

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The Last Word of a Bluebird

Inspiration from our weather forecast created this post...we are under a sever alert today. Snow, ice, sleet and wind.
So far nothing, but a cold, cold wind!
Several of our spring birds are back. I wonder how many are having second thoughts. 

Have a great Wednesday
 


The Last Word of a Bluebird
Robert Frost

As I went out a Crow
In a low voice said, "Oh, I was looking for you.
 How do you do?
I just came to tell you
To tell Lesley (will you?)   
That her little Bluebird 
Wanted me to bring word
That the north wind last night 
That made the stars bright
And made ice on the trough
Almost made him cough
His tail feathers off.

He just had to fly!
But he sent her Good-by, 
And said to be good, 
And wear her red hood,
And look for skunk tracks
In the snow with an ax -
And do everything!
And perhaps in the spring
He would come back and sing"      
 

3 comments:

  1. i always worry about the birds too! but somehow they make it. love the robins eggs!!! wishing you spring weather!!

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  2. I don't know which I enjoyed the most....the poem or that wonderful picture! Thank you for both. =)

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  3. Hoping spring finds you soon and stays put :)

    Thanks for sharing the poem and your pretty nest.

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High Fives from Wisconsin!