Willy-wag and Sparrow
sat on a stone.
Said Willy, it's cold
when the sun is gone.
But my heart beats hot
in my white silk breast;
time enough later
for me to rest.
Said Sparrow, It's dark
in the green willow,
and the cat may lurk
in the shade below.
He fluffed his feathers
and shook his head;
by now the others
are safe in bed.
Said Willy, the sky
is full of light,
and a juicy fly
is quickly caught.
I'll flirt my fan
awhile the cold,
and I won't go in
till the moon is gold.
Said sparrow, the tree
is full by now,
and I'm off to my perch
on the topmost bough.
But Willy said, whether
it's dark or light,
if I feel like singing
I'll sing all night.
wow great the soulful conversation between -wag and Sparrow fantastic poem shared.... thanks
' till the moon is gold'...lovely lines! A lovely poem of the day!
A beautiful account of the transactions between and sparrow. A pleasure to read. Well deserved classic poem of the day.
A wonderfully naive poem in remembrance of Grandma Moses paintings.
But said, whether it's dark or light, if I feel like singing I'll sing all night....like singing all night...... fine. tony
But my heart beats hot in my white silk breast; time enough later for me to rest. in my white silk breast. what a fine way of expressing. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sparrow stories are nice indeed to read!