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They are a picture of our lives at this time, as we struggle with ‘lockdown’ and are
constantly bombarded with reams of statistics telling us how awful everything is, POETRY CORNER
and will life ever return to normal – if we can remember what ‘normal’ is like. We
are thankful for the vaccine which is definitely making a difference and could
bring lockdown to an end fairly soon. I heard a bird
What do they see in the early light
God has promised us that “As long as the earth remains, seedtime and harvest,
cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease.” Genesis I heard a bird, singing in the moonlight That their song is like a serenade
8:22. So the seasons will come and go as usual, and the difficult times will pass. When the night was still and clear An expression of such delight.
There is another verse that says, “Because of the Lord’s great love, we are not It sounded just like a song of praise
consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning, great is To the dawn he thought was near. When I hear a bird singing in the
Your faithfulness.” (Lamentations 3:21-22)
morning
So whenever you are feeling down, and even despairing, remember that God is I heard a bird, singing in the morning Stirring me with his melody
faithful, and He will see you through this time, and even bring good out of it for I know he’s singing of happiness
you. Be encouraged by the crocuses, who never give up, no matter what the Flying high, trilling loud and long And sharing his secret with me.
weather does to them. It sounded just like an aria I know he’s singing of paradise
Waking the world with his song.
There is a hymn that is based on that last verse from the Bible, which you probably And sharing his secret with me.
know. I quote from one of the verses. I trust it will encourage you.
It made me wonder, what do they
Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest, Eileen Richardson
know
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Your great faithfulness, mercy and love.
Great is Your faithfulness, Great is Your faithfulness,
Morning by morning new mercies I see;
All I have needed Your hand has provided,
Great is Your Faithfulness, Lord, unto me.
The world is full of music
When skies are all grey and Winter is

here
Just a Smile
The world is full of music Your thoughts will all turn to Spring
A little girl was talking to her granny about children’s television programmes. So lift up your voice and sing You’ll forget the grey sky and days will
And fill your world with melody go by
Granny said, “There are no programmes for grannies.”
For music is a magical thing. If you just find a new song to sing.
“Oh, yes there are” said the little girl, “there’s the Antiques Road Show!”
The world is full of laughter The world is full of music
Your heart will just dance along And music’s a magical thing
Notice in a Church Vestibule:
If you fill your world with melody So fill your world with melody
‘Churchyard maintenance is becoming increasingly difficult, and it will be And capture a magical song. And make every day feel like spring.
appreciated if parishioners will cut the grass around their own graves.’
Eileen Richardson

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