There once was a little bird high in a tree
Who loved to sing, naturally
She would sit and sing, and sing, and sing
But she never noticed her broken wing
One day another little bird passed by
And asked her why she didn’t fly?
She didn’t know the reason why
So she thought she would give it a try
But sadly enough, when she jumped off the tree
She fell down to the ground quite hopelessly
Now she was helpless and vulnerable too
And she didn’t know what she should do
So she prayed to her Maker, the One that knew
All about what she was going through
He came along and healed her wing
And now she really had a reason to sing
Now with her wings she began to fly
Higher and higher into the blue sky
Her wings were fresh, the flying new
But then the winds came, and they blew and blew
Soon she was falling, spinning ‘round and ‘round
Until she hit hard against the ground
Oh, she was hurt, she was sad and alone
Down to every last little bone
But her Maker was watching, He was there
And He gave her His most tender care
Now better and stronger than before
She was ready to fly from shore to shore
When the time came, she told her friends goodbye
Even if it was tough, at least she would try
She wanted to tell others her truthful views
About her Maker and about the Good News
Now this is the story of one little bird
What is your story, or have we heard?
by Christina Morley
