Bird Poems: 12/18
Nature, Bird

Sparrows

© Sally Plumb

Published by United Press London

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Sparrows

Birds in a
bare bush
beneath quiet
noonday beams,
tail flicking,
preening,
dreaming Spring dreams.

There, on the
high branch
backs to the sun
– sparrows –
steeped warm.

A calm March
has begun.

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