White-crowned Sparrow

Dreaming of spending time with you 

when late snowflakes fall softly... 

You will find me in the Chaparral of 

scented Wisteria in early May... 

Our feathers will touch as blossoms 

on a bough of silent prayer... 

with blessings of love and devotion 

I bid you a good voyage over land and sea... 

My dearest Nightingale..   

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Such a gentle write Pat. Beautiful thoughts of the nightingale's journey back across sea and land to find that scented wisteria in May. The softness of feathers and petals touched me in this avian love poem. You are a weaver of gentleness dear poet. Your words have feathered wings.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... your gentle review is romantic as Irving Berlin in melodies and
blue rhapsodies. truly, Pat

[redzone]

such a soft and melodic poem Patricia... you had me listening for the calls of Sparrows and Nightingale... you have such a gentle pen Patricia....

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Curt... Birds have survived for so many years... hope we can do the same.
Thanks for stopping by with a smile... truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

love your bird love poems .. you know i do! i think this:
"Our feathers will touch as blossoms" is pure inspirations!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene... your review has left me with
a sense of longevity where feathers fly gently in the seasons of the heart. truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

;) ....................

[Patricia Wedel]

Over land and sea... a Nightingale will be compelled to
take a long voyage over wings of prayer to once again
meet with the White-crowned Sparrow of his dreams...