Outside my doorway one day, I heard a strange sound

I laid down my book for inspection, looked all around

Up in a tree, making her plea, alone in a dark forest crown

Tossed by the wind, a little feather of a wing

I felt for her helplessness, moved by her cry

Uncertain, unshelthered, too young to fly

Though blown she held fast, bearing the blast, fearing the storm that roll by

Hold on, don’t give in, little feather of a wing

Hush little winged one, you’re mamas not far

Believe me, she hears you there, she knows where you are

And though she can’t be, up in this tree

Hold on, oh take heart

You are the reason she sings, you’re a feather of her wing

In times of confusion, and wondering why

When ramparts retreat in the battle, and triumph takes flight

I look out to see, that nest-empty tree

And victory circling high

I know I can win, I’m a feather in a wing

Hush little winged one, you’re mamas not far

Believe me, she hears you there, she knows where you are

And though she can’t be, up in this tree

Hold on, oh take heart

You are the reason she sings, you’re a feather of her wing

You are the reason she sings, you’re a feather of her wing