''Little Bird, What Troubles Thee''

Little bird, what troubles thee is it the worm in your belly little bird, what pains thee is it the worm of misery is it the bitterness in your heart, or the offense you can't forgive is it the anguish that sets you apart, or the hurt that holds you captive is it the cancer of bitter love, or the loss of deserved affection is it the cruel withdrawal of his tenderness and compassion life is much too brief and youthful love's even briefer still, your forestalled relief keeps you from seeing His eternal will what befalls you is neither unshared nor a mystery God sheds His tears for you in the midst of your painful agony little bird, what troubles thee is it the worm in your belly little bird, what pains thee is it the bane of misery