I see says the sparrow
Chirp cheep churrah
I am glad for this warm spot by the rain barrel
I see I see I see again
I hop I peck I look around
I am glad for my time in the grass
In the air
For the mate who replied to my song
Who with we made life
Who with we ate worms
Not troubled the worms lived no more
When my mate died,
I sat wings folded
In the gold green shade of a susan flower
Less thanks
Less song
I am a bird
A sparrow three inches tall
My eyes turn to Robbie
And he says thank you









