Part Of Yesterday
by Guila Manchester

You see the little sparrow fall,
For such as these you care;
And now a little mockingbird
Is wandering 'round out there.

He doesn't know the way of life
A mockingbird should know.
He never had to hunt for food;
He never had a foe.

His world so far has been a porch;
That's where he learned to fly.
The cage in which he slept at nigh
Was always warm and dry.

And now he's all alone out there;
Perhaps he's frightened too.
And there's no one to care for him,
No one, dear Lord, but you.

I know in all this troubled world
One bird is very small.
A lot of folks would think it wrong
To bother You at all.

And yet, the way he gave his trust;
The beauty of his song,
Have made my world a better place.
I'm sure it can't be wrong.

So please watch over him, dear Lord,
And guide him on his way,
And I'll remember him with love
As part of yesterday.

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