A Window Away

I look out of my window what do I see?
A cardinal, a blue jay and a chickadee.

They sit on my feeder or in my tree,
They're fun to watch and company.

When I here them sing thier pretty song,
My worries and cares are gone.

Hummingbirds engoy my flower,
Succulent nectar they love to devour

The chipmunk fills his cheeks
With seed that he seeks.

He scurries away back to his dain
Then comes back for seeds again

Rabbits run, hop and play
On the wonderful sunny day

Mother nature is a window away
I am thankful for this every day.

-Sandi Vander Sluis

STOPPING BY THE WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer,
To stop without a farmhouse near ;
He will not see me stopping here,
Between the woods and frogen lake,
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake,
To ask if there is some mistake;
The only other sound's the sweep,
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep;
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

- Robert Frost