One day some sparrows came by my door

Feeding on bread and wanting more

A baby bird chirped and fluttered his wings

As mama was feeding, this little bird sings

Another day passes, and I see them again

Perched on my deck, these two feathered friends

With a piece of bread in her beak

Mama flies a distance as her little chick seeks

This baby bird follows his mother and then

Begins chirping and fluttering all over again

But mama bird repeatedly takes off in flight 

And baby sparrow follows with all his might

Without feeding her little one this time around

There’s a valuable lesson that must be found

Gently she taught him, that he must try

To make it without her by his side.

© Copyright 2004 Dawn K. Smith All rights reserved.

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.  Proverbs 22:6

How are you training your child today? They not only need to know how to survive in this world physically and mentally, but also spiritually. Are you training them in all areas?

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