Bird Wing |

A Death of a Child”God’s Singing Bird” When God’s singing bird is quiet,from suffering in our World.Our lives are empty and incomplete,as yet our days unfurl. A broken wing, an empty nest,Bring testimony plain. That joy and jubilation,no longer rule or reign. Though God seems uniquely silent,distant, faint  and far away.Somehow you know He’s watching,in His loving and humble way. He loves His singing bird so much;His gentle messenger.From Heaven’s throne He gives His strength,So our focus once again is clear. People just like you and me,all have a special song.But remember God’s sweet singing bird,it will help us walk along.