Thursday, 11 September 2025

Sparrow

brown and grey plumage
the old world weaverbird
sits cleaning it feathers

sweetly singing at dawn
a call to a new day begun
off on a days journey

joining in the frey
the sparrows gather in troops
migrating south for the winter

PJFarr
2025
Photo by Freepix.

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