Monday, May 16, 2011

a winged guest

A sparrow came flying
as I idled my hours at home
and rested on my window sill
and warbled a sweet unknown song
Did it mean to tell me something?
or was it just a warble for me?
I couldn’t comprehend the tweet
Albeit it was euphonious to catch
Thanks, little feathered guest
for the melodious chirps
that brightened my momentary being
What best than to live the moment

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