That little four line poem I wrote about the little bird this morning was true.I was feeling down and out,blue,sad,depressed what ever it is called.
Just after sunrise I seen that little black and gray creature.It was chirping up a storm like it was trying to tell me something.Fluttering against the window pane like it wanted in.
Immediately I felt better.Cheered up out of my self pity.Something seemed like it cared for me.That little bird made me again feel glad I was alive.
Maybe on this Easter morning feeling all alone God sent that little black and gray bird to me just to let me know I wasn't alone in this world.
Thank you little bird and thank you God.
Just after sunrise I seen that little black and gray creature.It was chirping up a storm like it was trying to tell me something.Fluttering against the window pane like it wanted in.
Immediately I felt better.Cheered up out of my self pity.Something seemed like it cared for me.That little bird made me again feel glad I was alive.
Maybe on this Easter morning feeling all alone God sent that little black and gray bird to me just to let me know I wasn't alone in this world.
Thank you little bird and thank you God.
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