A Fable True
"I will kiss you!"
cried a little bird to the Sun up above
Her little heart light with love
"Come," laughed the Sun,
"and we shall be wed!"
But, though she flapped,
Sky would not bear her
Her wings grew so heavy!
Soon down to the mud sank she
"I am too weak to fly up so high,"
the muddy bird cried,
and how deeply she did sigh
Sun beamed and laughed,
"Then I will come down!"
And He did.
+ By John Rieping
cried a little bird to the Sun up above
Her little heart light with love
"Come," laughed the Sun,
"and we shall be wed!"
But, though she flapped,
Sky would not bear her
Her wings grew so heavy!
Soon down to the mud sank she
"I am too weak to fly up so high,"
the muddy bird cried,
and how deeply she did sigh
Sun beamed and laughed,
"Then I will come down!"
And He did.
+ By John Rieping
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