
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
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