Birdy Marie Penka Sigrist

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune without the words -

And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -

And sore must be the storm -

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -

And on the strangest Sea -

Yet - never - in Extremity,

It asked a crumb - of me.

Emily Dickinson

Birdy Marie Penka Sigrist was born on Wednesday, March 27. We lost her on Thursday, March 28. She was simply born just too soon but she brought such a big love with her. She is survived by her parents, grandparents, great grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins who will remember her when birds sing and the redbuds bloom.

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