God´s Little Sparrow
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis

The little sparrow fell from the sky,
it broke its wing and could not fly.
I could have stayed there by its side,
watching, waiting, while it died.

But I determined first I´d try,
to find it a place both safe and dry.
So I raised it very high,
to a branch up in the sky.

And to my joy , with one sweet cry,
the injured bird began to fly.
being underneath the Father´s eye,
the little sparrow did not die.

It went up - up - up into the sky,
with one small wing , the bird did fly.
Then it vanished from my eye
and I bid the tiny bird good-bye.