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3 Little Sparrows

2 little sparrows playing on a gate One chasing the other over a worm the other ate Along came another who was watching from a tree No longer just the two with the other now there’s three On the ground was an apple, lying in the grass The other flew between the two, he made the others crash So big was the apple not for one more for ten 2 friends now met another they’ll meet tomorrow once again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 12/9/2023 4:56:00 PM
Thanks so much! I love writing about Birds
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Date: 12/9/2023 4:50:00 PM
I can picture it, fondly. That's how they do. I remember recently, seeing a crow hop in the back of a parked truck, popping his head up every so often to make sure everything was still cool. He must have found something good back there.
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Date: 10/16/2020 5:28:00 PM
A great, well-rhymed mini-ballad of sorts...powerfully indited by a seemingly fine writer of poetic lines. ~ Kudos!
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Date: 9/27/2019 9:39:00 AM
If only there were no cats. Though I must admit to having two. Great little poem. Outstanding write!
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Date: 9/5/2019 10:25:00 PM
simply beautiful // like it really
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Date: 7/23/2019 12:42:00 PM
So cute.
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