Winter Birds

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Washington, D.C. · Mar 3, 1904

I WATCH them from my window, While winds so keenly blow; How merrily they twitter And revel in the snow! In brown and ruffled feathers They dot the white around, And not one moping comrade Among the lot I’ve found.

“Cheep! Cheep!” Their tiny voices Seem thankfully to say: “A blessing to the Giver We sing upon our way. Though skies are dull and stormy, To sigh would never do; For he who sends the winter Will send the summer, too.”

Ah, may I be as cheerful As yonder winter birds, Through ills and petty crosses, With no repining words! So, teaching me this lesson, Away, away they go, And leave their tiny footprints In stars upon the snow.

— Scholar’s Magazine.