A greyish, yellow warbler with wounded wing
Grounded unexpectedly
Despite its hardship, continues to sing
And sing quite beautifully, I might add
It longs to take to sky
Joining with fellow yellowish wing friends
To sing a beautiful melody
I could not distinguish if it's song was happy or sad
I felt like it was a tune of gladness, I know I felt glad
More warblers of all sorts of color flew down
They join in this soulful sounding tune
And soon after, if you believe
All the warblers took to the sky
Including my friend with wounded wing
Could it have been a song of praise
Touching the hem of Jesus' garment because of faith
Or maybe this tune pleased the heart of God
And He touched the warbler's wing
To let it once again take to the sky
So that all the earth could hear
When grace sings a soulful song