I spied a nest there in a tree
It seemed to be a mystery
What migrant pair did flee so fast
To travel cross this land so vast ?
The winter came and stayed awhile
Denying us sun’s warmth and smile
The limbs were bare the wind blew hard
And skirted through each empty yard.
I felt a chill and thought a bit
Of all the creatures born in it
Just how they struggled to survive
And with God’s help most stayed alive !
There is a question piques my mind
While caution should some value find
For in our hearts where truth still rings
One cannot fly with broken wings !