The Godsends

by: Shirley Satterfield

The Godsends 🦅 🦅 🦅 🎨

God sends His birds every morning,
Blue birds
And red birds,
Black birds and brown,
Then multicolored birds, bright,
As if dipped in the Artiste’s palette.
Brown birds though are common flyers,
Not the color of a feather dearth.
Each one unique in it’s own way,
Each one deserves it’s worth.
The common birds are the color of the common sod
Of a common Mother Earth.

Shirley Satterfield
Shirley Mandel Satterfield is a Baltimore girl from way back who was raised in the rough and tumble world of a steelworkers family and writes Christian poetry, memoirs and nonfiction. She has lived to survive a life fraught with domestic violence, child abuse, and mental illness and writes to help others to survive the same kinds of things. After becoming a radiology technician, she went on to serve in the U.S. Army and later on in life attended Averett University in Danville, Virginia as a nontraditional student earning two B.A. degrees in English and journalism and was awarded the Ember Award for Excellence in Poetry by the campus literary magazine. She was also named correspondent of the Day by the Richmond Times Dispatch for a letter she wrote to the editor concerning the importance of compassionate treatment and the acceptance of the mentally ill by society.
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