The Sparrow

The sparrow singing at night

sweet warm melodies as it glides in flight

showing up at my window

soothing the ills of past day plights

this is my sparrow dipped in heavenly delight



I wait for my sparrow

anxiously writing by dim light

fly free thru the night..guided by fates arrow

For this angel with wings Haero

disguised as my sparrow.


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