December 22, 2017 | 2 Comments A Sparrow I open my eyes to see mist Sunlight wakes me, makes me see the day My worry of tomorrow doesn’t cease to persist What happens next is a scene of an unknown play Just then, a friend comes to visit by It sits on the window lattice, chirping I forget for a while why I sigh I hear it tweedle and sit admiring I think of bringing seeds or grains I don’t move however I see it hop and dance around This tiny thing that’s buffy-brown Helps me forget all my pains Helps me forget how to frown Fluttering its feathers, all set to fly far away It tilts its tiny head towards me, as if to say goodbye It flew as I watch it fly -Sam Photo: By me To read my previous poem:Walking away click here Previous write-up: Thoughts to paper #1 Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Google+ (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related