|
GodÂs Alarm Clock
by Mary Ellen Smith
No bells, no buzz
No numbered face.
No gears or screws
No wooden case.
No springs, no nails
No tic, no tock.
No dancing maids
Nor cuckoo clock.
No batteries
No quartz, no glass.
No pendulum
Or fancy brass.
Tis just the birds
Atop the trees.
Singing their hearts
Out on the breeze.
A symphony
At dawns first light.
Gods wake up call
After the night.
05/22/2004
Posted on 05/22/2004
Copyright © 2026 Mary Ellen Smith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charles E Minshall on 05/23/04 at 04:20 AM Wonderful Mar....Charlie |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/23/04 at 11:48 AM Cheerful and uplifting. God has provided such wonderful and simple pleasures which cost us only a little time to listen and take notice! |
| Posted by Michelle Calhoun on 05/24/04 at 04:28 PM The perfect start of yet another one of God's beautiful days. Spiritually uplifting. |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 11/04/06 at 02:46 AM Hi Mary Ellen,
It's so beautiful and yes, indeed. What a wake up call. I also agree with Que and some others too. :) |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 03/16/08 at 08:14 PM How beautifully you describe his time pieces that far outshine man's best. Today is the day the Lord has made and I will be glad and rejoice in it... |
|
