Sometimes we feel the power of gods great hands are failed by some not worthy while those who sing and praise god's name seem to be pa**ed by but worthy or not god loves us all or even a little bird that couldn't fly why is life given and taken away to soon for some to tell and others live for many years and walk a path to hell a cripple at birth may speak gods name and tender tongues with pain while a man with hell ends well or take gods name in vein but gods reasons may not be known or questioned by me and you like the little bird i saw like the bird that never flew i feel close to each name god made the earth the sky the sea and each creature living here belongs to him even you and me and one day when i was walking along i saw some of gods beautiful things by the path by which i walked i saw a small bird that had no wings so i sat down and held out my hand and that little bird climbed on and i held him for a long long time i thought that maybe his mom might come and he looked at me and thought he might of found him a friend for a bird that never flew so i built him a house on the ground like a few birds i've ever know and he seemed to be so happy there with some friends he knew and his new home and for two years i watched and fed him as with the other birds he played but when they got tired they just flew away then i looked at the loneliness in his eyes and watched the birds fly into the blue but then i look at understandience though he knew why he couldn't do that to and then one summary evening at sunset i saw a perfect picture of love each one of his playmates where beautiful white doves then the ruffle of their feathers as they started into flight but then i noticed all but one dove was fine but he looked like my bird but he had wings solid gold and new but then i knew it was my bird the little bird that never flew until then