THE LONELY SPARROW
Last night I heard a sparrow,
Chirping from up my apple tree
Its sound was wrapped in sorrow
The bird was totally lost, it seemed to be
The rest were already asleep
In their own cozy nook and cranny
I just wondered where could they be
The siblings, the daddy or the mommy?
I wanted to help but what can I do
I could only sit there in vain
If I would climb the tree I'm sure it will just
Be frightened and fly out again
Little bird, little bird just stay where you are
You will be safe up on my tree
The God who looks out for little things
Will keep you warm in His company.
--victorio costes
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