Poem -

Little Bird

Keep yourself little bird, do not fly iinto a cage
Stay away from all the snares
Well laid by the trappers lair
If you stay in your part of the sky
Perhaps you can keep free fromย  sight
Oh mama bird guard your nest
There is a panther that seeks your best
Your little ones so tenderly cared
Are just food for the fodder
In this life of pain
We are born to die
It is a fact
From childhood on I have wondered
About the cruelty and sorrow seen
I do believe in goodness and God
I have seen his miraculous hand
In everything so its odd
But I do not have the mind of God
His thoughts are not my thoughts
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THank God

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sparrowsong

Hello Violet...

Good thing I'm not a scary bird...

It sounds very frightening...

The Holy Spirit stays by your side and you know...

The Messenger...

โ€‹โ€‹God shows us some of His thoughts...

It's called Blessings...

Right?

Faith, Trust, Believe...

Above All is Love...

No weapon formed against us will prosper...

โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹Get out the way...

Sometimes, the Boomerang action is very fast sometimes we can't watch...

Don't mess with one of His kids...

The Angels have Guard too...

Otherwise, it wouldn't be a Spiritual Team...

โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹โ€‹Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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It's A Win/Win for us either way it goes...

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sparrowsong

Thank you...

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