When I fall out of my nest, will you catch me?
If you find me on the street - broken and hurt - will you pick me up?
I am this baby bird, helpless, injured, fallen from the love
of my mother and my father ... can you mend me?
Or at least hold me while I am dying ...
and maybe sing me to sleep forever.
Will you cry bitter tears because I touched your heart and now I'm gone?
BUT at the same time you smile and rejoice, because NOW I am free?!
I AM FREE NOW ... FREE ... and I look back at you and I whisper: Thank you ...
If you find me on the street - broken and hurt - will you pick me up?
I am this baby bird, helpless, injured, fallen from the love
of my mother and my father ... can you mend me?
Or at least hold me while I am dying ...
and maybe sing me to sleep forever.
Will you cry bitter tears because I touched your heart and now I'm gone?
BUT at the same time you smile and rejoice, because NOW I am free?!
I AM FREE NOW ... FREE ... and I look back at you and I whisper: Thank you ...
~written by Mel Mathews in tribute to a little bird, who touched our hearts today :( ~
photo was taken while "little Georgie" was sleeping on Elena's hand
1 comment:
Well, this really made me cry .
Would like to help, if I could...
all the best to you
Caro
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