Monday Verse: The Last Word of a Blue Bird (As told to a child)

Male Mountain Blue Bird. Source Wikipedia

Good Monday Morning. I hope you spent the Lord's day with the Lord's people, in the Lord's house. Our poem this week was suggested by a dear brother in Christ and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I did some reading about it and if you would like a little behind the scenes information on this poem, you might find THIS interesting as well.
 

The Last Word of a Blue Bird
(As told to a child)
by Robert Frost

As I went out a Crow
In a low voice said, "Oh,
I was looking for you.
How do you do?
I just came to tell you
To tell Lesley (will you?)
That her little Bluebird
Wanted me to bring word
That the north wind last night
That made the stars bright
And made ice on the trough
Almost made him cough
His tail feathers off.
He just had to fly!
But he sent her Good-by,
And said to be good,
And wear her red hood,
And look for the skunk tracks
In the snow with an ax-
And do everything!
And perhaps in the spring
He would come back and sing."