Broken Cockatiels Poem by Kelly Boutin

We were born baby birdies
left alone in the nest
we fell out of the tree
and broke our little necks.

Left alone in this cruel world
we had only half a chance
But God helped us make it home,
He took us by the hand.

We were ready to die,
but He wasn't ready for us,
so He gave us wings to fly
and He taught us how to trust.


(Chorus)
Like "Willoughby" and "K-PAX"
we made our dreams real
we built a heartland
for broken cockatiels.

We knew we had to make it
so we made our dreams come true,
you let me touch your face and
I fell in love with you.

We dug away the dirt
and made a safe spot,
we laid soft clovers down
and parked our gentle truck.

Now we have a home,
some comfort on this earth
and now we know
we weren't born to hurt.

We found a way to fly,
a way to get away
we couldn't have survived
if we hadn't run away.

(Repeat Chorus)