God's Little Songbird Poem by William Shuttleworth

As I lie awakened from slumber distraught by life's pitiful pain
A singing bird caught my listening ear perched high on the wire after early morning rain
The trill and the warbling so delighted my soul which aided me to revive
As proudly he serenaded me, then bowed with showmanship and winged a graceful dive
Undoubtedly serving as a heavenly messenger, this whistling aria to sing
Encouraging my faith to rise upward like a holy angel on a wing