The Chicken Who Cares A Lot

Chickens,
I must say
Are the finest creature in every possible way.
For the way they stop their waddling movements
And tilt their head
To see if you're okay
Just seems to brighten your day in every possible way
For though tis just a chicken
They seem to care a lot
For the tender question in their eyes
Makes you realize
That no man-made worldly good
Could compare to the Father's wondrous creation
Of the chicken who cares a lot.