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No snow has fallen yet,
daises still soak up sunlight,
no wind makes them shiver;
grannies gather outside and chat,
many have silver-gray hair.

Little sparrow afraid of winter
trembling and imagining snowflakes
and that Northern wind with furious gusts,
it's December and spruces have no frost,
meadows glisten and ravens whimper, 
stay in your nest soon you'll fall asleep
and fear no longer can scare you more than
it can frighten the shivering sheep
huddled together waiting for dusk to rest.

Children are in school 
dogs don't bark but nap;
no older man loses his cap
snapped by a sudden gust;
mothers lull their babies to sleep,
some widows pray and weep,
only one knits a shawl with wool.

Little sparrow afraid of winter,
find shelter under the shingles of the roof
near the smoking chimney to stay warm and sing;
winter can be brutal and inclement, other birds
have survived and conquered their fear...
do the same and look forward to spring 
when the constant and loud goof 
of a stranded dog that straddling
his tail anticipates the arrival of gulls 
from the mild Southern States. 

Little sparrow afraid if winter,
your wait is too long and too unfair;
if courage can defeat fret,
victory will continue to prevail
and a scary and trembling sparrow 
hiding in the wind-blown nest...
soon will soar in search of marrow,
never remembering the gusty chill!
 
 
Written on 1/22/2021

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