The Second Book of Inspirational Poetry byIrene Beales
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When my Mum shared a thought with me
As a little girl - and I questioned,
How did she know - her answer -
"A little bird told me so".
I often wondered what kind -
This clever little bird could be,
Surely not a sparrow or a crow
Could have knowledge of such mysteries.
Maybe it was the Robin
We fed with crumbs from the cake,
It's bright red breast a reminder
Of the blood Jesus shed - for our sake.
I'll ever give thanks for my Mum,
She taught me so many things -
To pray the prayer - "Our Father in Heaven"
And how beautifully she could sing.
She sang of being washed - "In the blood of the Lamb"
And to be kept near the cross where He died.
Always her life was a fountain of love -
'til the day she passed to His side.