'A little bird I am, <br />Shut from the fields of air, <br />And in my cage I sit and sing <br />To Him who placed me there: <br />Well pleased a prisoner to be, <br />Because, my God, it pleases Thee! <br /> <br />'Naught have I else to do; <br />I sing the whole day long; <br />And He whom most I love to please <br />Doth listen to my song, <br />He caught and bound my wandering wing, <br />But still He bends to hear me sing.'<br /><br />Louisa May Alcott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-little-bird-i-am/
