Oh little bird, oh little bird
Why must the springtime take so long
Oh little bird, oh little bird
I cannot wait to hear your song
The air is crisp, the wind is clean
Your nest is built above the street
Who is the stranger on the scene
For nesting space will you compete ?
Oh little bird of fragile life
And threatened ways that you pursue
Who have you chosen for a wife
And will she be forever true ?
God enjoys you and all you do
Your joyous notes do please him well
Tis true that He’ll take care of you
He’s living underneath your spell !
Claire V. Bogdanos 