My Helping Hand
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Jayne Louise Davies
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The first frost of winter appears overnight,
It's time to be there with a helping hand,
Birds will get hungry,
I'll be there in their plight,
To keep up their strength as they travel the land.
I'll sit near my window,
Contented that they,
Will get what they need to get through their day,
And when all is quiet,
As they sit in their nests,
I'll know that I've given my utmost best.
Jayne Louise Davies
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