Wounded bird up in the sky With fractured wings attempts to fly. He tries to chirp but merely cries Yet the courage within him never dies.
So many tears, so many years When his brain just didn’t mesh its gears But bravely he fights his deepest fears Quietly inspiring his loving peers.
When he’s reached the end of his rope All he has left is faith and hope. But this smart bird is no dope. He learned years ago how to cope.
And when he’s survived his darkest night And black clouds turn to milky white, He soars up to a dizzying height Through the heavenly clouds Toward the guiding light.
And on those days when things are right, He flies up proudly out of sight, Thanking God for his family and friends Whose loving support helped his fragile Wings to mend.
And on those days when things are right He flies up proudly out of sight, Thanking God for his family and friends Whose loving support helped his fractured Wings to mend.
