
Met the first
sparrow of spring…
Sitting on a branch,
at me clearly
glancing. Said
dear sparrow could
you carry a note
for me? Could you
put a few warm
words under your
wing for he, who
I would like to
send a smile
to, and if you would
go the extra mile,
go ahead, and bring
him two… The bird
ruffled its feathers
and simply flew
away. So quick I
thought I had dreamt
its very stay…
Until this morning, when
my sparrow memories were
already fading, and there
it stood, on the window
siding, the tiny silhouette
in its beak holding what
could only be an offering…
A simple intention
wrapped in a warm
thought, not even
bearing a signature,
but, putting some balm
on my morning
sorrow, thanks for
your timing, dear
spring sparrow…
What a sweet, wonderful poem!
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Thank you, Kira 🙂 I love sparrows… They are so ordinary looking, most people don’t pay them attention… Underdog birds!
And I did, indeed see my first spring sparrow yesterday. I was so glad to see they were finally back 🙂
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very pretty!
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Thank you, Nancy 🙂 The very first signs of spring are here… It is always very inspiring! xx
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This is such a lovely, heartwarming poem.
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Thank you 🙂 I am glad this could bring a little sweetness in your day! xx
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really delightful!
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Thank you, Kate 🙂 The first messengers of spring are back, and I can’t wait for the much inspiring season to come! xx
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and we are pleased of some rain to cool down!
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What a lovely little harbinger of spring!
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I agree, Anne 🙂 I love sparrows, and I always look forward to the first day we hear them singing in the morning. That’s the best proof that Spring is setting in!
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I love the flow of your words here 🙂
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Thank you, Jess 🙂 I am glad you enjoyed reading this piece…. Spring is always very inspiring after the harsh winter months!
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Quite beautiful. Here we are begging for an end to the relentless summer. Though I will miss it dearly in only a few months. But life would have no meaning without seasons.
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Lovely
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Thank you 🙂 xx
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