Little sparrow sitting on the bough.
Trying to decide what today’s weather might bring.
Yesterday was terrible and onto a sheltered branch, he had to cling.
As the wind ruffled and tugged at his feathers.
Today looked more promising, the sun was shining.
The wind just a gentle sigh passing by.
He flew to the highest branch of the tree.
To bathe in the sun and sing a joyful song for you and me.
2024 © Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
Illustrator by Francisca Ferro Duarte
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