Figuers

Watch the sparrows fly in the sky Up and up they go soaring so high Wherever they go His eye sits over them. But the sparrow looks for rest On the endless green trees below None can he find to sit or sleep Her wing grows ever tired She continues to stoop through the sky Only to find the forest and sea are no more The sparrow and other wonderful beasts Look for some shade to escape From the scorching atoms of the day Soon or later the dear sparrow vanishes Becomes a historical figure of some science book Just another of the many creatures that are just now...... Figures of some science book