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When the ice coats all, from freezing rain,

and it's a feat to stay aloft,

The birds still have to find their food;

and it shows that they aren't soft.
 
I filled my feeder awhile ago

and was trying to move some ice;

A chicadee came up so close to me;

chirping "Me, me, me" - So nice!
 
It was a moving "thank you" -

one I won't forget;

Such a little thing for me to do

and yet a reward I did net.
 
He came back with his family

and other birds he'd told;

They chattered and sang and gave thanks, too;

and made me warm - not cold.
 
They gave me strength to scrape the ice,

while they chirped their songs to me;

If that is all I accomplish today,

it was a time to remember and "just be".


J~oan Adams Burchell

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