I’ve heard the raucous seagulls by the shore
I’ve watched them dive and fish and dive some more
Their noisy bunch increasing by the score.
I’ve been enthralled by their sheer nautic ease
And watched them as they flew o’er stormy seas
Do they fare well in winter’s wind-swept freeze ?
I cannot guess the challenges they face
Or how it is they have survived life’s chase
But sure am I that they have kept apace.
Tis strange that God has chosen all the birds
To echo the full measure of His words,
“That neither sow nor reap”, is not absurd !