Treasures Along the Way

The baby birds were hungry and weak
Here comes mama and papa, giving food to their beaks

Baby birds start to grow feathers
while mama and papa must fly through all weathers

As baby birds explore and fall out the nest,
Mama rescues the babies amidst all the mess

Another flashy bird comes along
Singing a captivating, foreign song

Papa and mama bird see danger lies here
Baby birds think there’s nothing to fear

“Come join me and fly away,
with our flock you can stay”

No longer little babies, away they go
Papa sees they’re flying too low

Mama sees turbulence ahead,
“How will our babies be fed?”

Ah, the Wise One sees all
upon him we will call

Since our babies are gone
We’ve lost our joyful song

The Wise One will know
which way the wind does blow

The Wise One will see
how to set us all free

of the deceptions, hate and fear
bringing back all we hold dear

Wise One will lift our hearts once more
our joyful songs to restore

Let’s fly away, fly away
till we reach that wonderful day!

By Becky Hull-August 13, 2024