I long to be a brightly- hued, bumble bee- sized hummingbird
An adorable, humble, whirling wonder who is hardly ever heard
With rapid, windmill-like wings and a long, needle-like bill
To gather nectar from pots of floral waterfalls on a windowsill
Praising the Son for fiesta colored fields of wild flowers
And thanking God for His awesome gift of aerial power!