Little Sparrow

Did you ever see a little sparrow looking sad? Worried over another day that made him mad? Did you ever see one wearing a fearsome frown As if he had problems that were weighing him down? No, of course not, sparrows always look so well, Although they lead a simple life, they enjoy it, you can tell. He’s content with the basics: a shelter overhead; A drink of water and a small piece of bread. A dust-bath to keep his feathers looking neat; A simple nest in a tree to make his life complete. Did you ever see a sparrow look at us as if wondering why We worry so much about life, and often sigh and cry? Perhaps he’s thinking he’s glad he isn’t like us Who complain about life, and are often seen to fuss. We carry on such busy lives that it seems there’s no time to spare For us to take a rest and enjoy the fresh country air. Wrapped up in anxieties about what money didn’t buy We often forget to smile, and thank Him up on high. But, the little sparrow wakes us with his song each morn, He daily thanks his Maker that he has been born.