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AS IS SIT HERE AT MY WINDOW
AND WATCH THE BIRDS AT PLAY,
DRINKING MY MORNING CUP OF COFFEE
THAT'S THE WAY I START MY DAY.


I HEAR THE BIRDS CHIRPING
SEE THEM WALKING ALL AROUND,
SEARCHING FOR THE BREAD
THAT I THREW OUT ON THE GROUND.


I LOVE TO FEED THE BIRDS AND
I COULD SIT AND WATCH FOR HOURS,
SEE THEM FLYING HERE AND THERE
COME BACK, PERCH ON THE FLOWERS.


SOME TIMES I'LL TAKE MY COFFEE AND
WALK AROUND OUTSIDE FOR A WHILE,
I'LL JUST LOOK AT GOD'S CREATION
AND I CAN'T HELP BUT SMILE.

WHEN I WAS A YOUNG GIRL
I USE TO HEAR A RAT-A-TAT-TAT,
I WOULD GO ALL AROUND THE HOUSE
JUST TO SEE WHERE IT WAS AT.


I DIDN'T FIND THE WOODPECKER
I FOUND WHERE HE HAD BEEN INSTEAD,
HE MUST HAVE HEARD ME COMING
AND, THAT IS WHY HE FLED.


THE BIRDS WILL GATHER ALL AROUND
WHEN I THROW FOOD OUT EACH DAY,
THE BLUE JAYS TRIES TO HOG IT ALL
OTHER BIRDS WILL GRAB AND RUN AWAY.


WHEN I SIT AT MY WINDOW
AND WATCH THE BIRDS PLAY,
HEAR THEM CHIRP TO EACH OTHER
I JUST WONDER WHAT THEY SAY?


I LOVE THE BIRDS, THEY'RE GODS CREATION
WATCH THEM HOPPING HERE AND THERE,
WHEN THEY DRINK WATER IF YOU NOTICE
THEY LIFT THEIR HEAD AS IF IN PRAYER.


THANK YOU LORD FOR THE BIRDS
THANK YOU FOR MY WINDOW TO SEE,
I JUST LOVE TO WATCH YOUR WORKS LORD
IT IS ALL SO WONDERFUL TO ME.




Written by
Gilda M. Barham
Copyrighted 1999
3/19/1999