THE BIRDS STILL SING
by Barbara Robinson
The birds still sing wtih the morning sun.
Life has a way of going on, even when your world is coming undone.
Daddy was buried on a cold, winter day.
I was four years old when he died that Christmas Day.
Buried a husband one bright, sunny day.
Wondered how the world could be so bright and shiny on my sad day.
Buried a mother, and the sun smiled down.
Buried a baby sister, and life went on.
How could the world still be so beautiful with my own personal clouds raining down?
The birds still sing; time moves on.
Death nor lost love, the world still turns.
The birds still sing because they know life goes on.
Time won't stop, and the world will still turn, even when you're dead and gone.
So, don't waste your life spending it all alone.
Love someone and be loved in return.
Make someone's day as you make your own.
To make this old world a better place, we all have to do our parts.
We all have to have a heart.
Make someone's day; be special in your own sweet way.
The birds will still sing; the sun will still shine.
Difference is you can make your own heart rhyme before you run out of time!
1 Thessalonians verses 4:16-18 is one of my favorite Bible verses, because it helped me when Mom and my youngest sister passed: 1 Thessalonians 4: 6-18, NIV
. . . and the dead in Christ will rise first: After that, we who are still alive and left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. Therefore encourage each other with these words.
This verse tells us we'll see our loved ones again. Life goes on eternally. No wonder the birds still sing. I'm not a poet and usually write poems to write out my heart and soul and express my feelings. Writing and Bible verses, faith in God, and His Word, got me through the earthly loss of my loved ones. I hope you'll let this verse speak to your heart and comfort you as it has me. God bless.