The Humble House Finch's Prayer

Oh Lord, you know that I'm among the least

For most of  my predators, not much of a feast

I don't bother anyone, don't make a mess of things 

I leave all the noise, to the ones who strut and sing

 

I'm thankful for the things that you have giv'n to me

I'm quick and deft, and I can cling to any tree

My mate and I  aren't bright and  colorful  as some

But beauty don't just lie in the hue from which you come 

I thank you for the grays and browns that sparkle in the sun

And all those  patterns on our wings 'ere since our flights begun

But mostly Lord, I'm thankful for that splash of vibrant red

That bold and stately touch you dabbled on my head . 

Amen