The gentle hands that protect the sparrow,
Tells me not to worry, there is a safe tomorrow.
Shows me that you will always be there,
To fill my life with lots of love and care.
I know you will tend to my broken wings,
Not tie them up with long winding strings.
Then release me gently to fly up in the air,
To heights that many others will not dare.
Will you watch me with pride, from down below?
I will soar to heights as the gusty winds blow.
Heartfelt thanks for helping my injured mind,
Your actions, dear friend, have been so very kind.
