One day I met a little bird
It had a broken wing
I bent down to him
And he started to sing
"Help me!" he seemed to say
So I lent him my hand
I took a good look at him
He was the color of sand
He jumped into my hand
As if he knew I would help right away
I put him under a tree
And he gave me a happy chirp to assure me he was okay
Then one fine day I went to the tree
Where I had put my sweet little chickadee
"I'm fine!" he said "thanks for your help!
I'll never forget you my friend!"
He then took flight and I never saw him again
