THE HUMMINGBIRD

Poetry

Hummingbirds flying back and forth.
Rushing they are to their source of strength.
Some share and some do not.
They want it all for themselves.
Peaceful it is watching them.
And hearing them humming in the air.
Many thoughts I have as I watch.
How we rush to our source of strength.
And sharing with others.
The blessings given to us.
Or standing on guard.
Protecting what we have.
Lessons, many there are to learn
Sitting and watching the Hummingbird.

Gay Nell Olive