A bird lands on a branch

And sits

And enjoys the sun

It flies off in search of an adventure

It does not worry about its next meal

Nor where it will sleep that night

Its heavenly Father provides for its every need

I am free as a bird

I eat and sleep and laugh and wander

When I am old and frail

I will sit on the rooftop

Look out at the sunset

And when I reflect on the years God has given me,

These are the days I’ll remember.