Sparrow Poem by Ash Frost

Tiny birds fly in flocks
Even though by smoothy rounded head
some smaller and bigger in size and color,
from the beginning to the end live together in colonies
their nest under the roofs, bridges and in the tree hollow
it prefers life close to human settlement,
in fact close relatives of the weavers
birds migrate over hills, lakes and oceans in particular season,
Sooner many birds can't found in nature,
Chirping of vocal birds is no longer.
but pasts is past at all cost
Don't give-up protect the sparrow