To a Bluebird

Bluebird, messenger of spring,

Pausing in thy flight to-day,

Near my home I hear thee sing,

Making all the woodlands ring

With thy joyous, happy lay

- James M. LeCount

Still dear to each bosom the bluebird shall be;

His voice, like trillings of hope, is a treasure;

For, through the bleakest of storms if a calm he but see,

He comes to remind us of sunshine and pleasure.

- Alexander Wilson

A Band of Bluebirds

(in Autumn)

Oh, happy band of bluebirds,

Brave prophets of the spring,

Amid the tall and tufted cane,

How blithesomely you sing!

- William Hamilton Hayne

Welcome, blithesome, bluebird,

Your twitter first we heard,

And like some magic word,

Our innermost heart is stirred.

Far your lone flight winging,

First were you in bringing,

News of Nature’s Springing,

Into new life again.

- William Henry H. Hinds