Feathered Friend - The Poetry Shelter

Feathered Friend

Little sparrow in the sun knows not yet
        to fly, O what wondrous sights awit you once you
                   touch the azure sky.
              Chirping happily next to your kin
                 sheltered from all harm
                In most joyful manner sing
             beams of sun-light keep you warm.
              When at last on wings unfolded
                  ascending up into the air
                Can you see the Master smiling,
                 He who keeps you in His care.
                Thank you for your precious gift
                      innocence abound.
        Once again the Shepherd's touch His splendor
                      I have found.