One day some sparrows came by my door
Feeding on bread and wanting more
A baby bird chirped and fluttered his wings
As mama was feeding, this little bird sings
Another day passes, and I see them again
Perched on my deck, these two feathered friends
With a piece of bread in her beak
Mama flies a distance as her little chick seeks
This baby bird follows his mother and then
Begins chirping and fluttering all over again
But mama bird repeatedly takes off in flight 
And baby sparrow follows with all his might
Without feeding her little one this time around
There’s a valuable lesson that must be found
Gently she taught him, that he must try
To make it without her by his side.
© Copyright 2004 Dawn K. Smith All rights reserved.
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Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.  Proverbs 22:6
How are you training your child today? They not only need to know how to survive in this world physically and mentally, but also spiritually. Are you training them in all areas?
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