Thank you Mother Mary for the birds.
Thank you for making me someone they trust.
It’s rewarding in ways most people’d think absurd.
But for me, on days like this, it is a must.
The glory of God’s handiwork is clear.
I’m grateful to have eyes through which He sees.
And thankful they would even let me near.
The comfort they have with me’s hard to believe.
I needed to be appreciated hoy.
You and I both know how hard it’s been.
I’m trying hard to comfort this little boy.
Who’s terrified of everything it seems.
So, just give me the strength to let it go.
I’m trusting you completely, so you know.