Visitor
This morning I got visitor...
The cutest ever little guest.
A sparrow, walking as a twister
on my rope with washings space.
It looked at me with browny eyes
and bravely stayed in front...
A piece of bread I found at once
and my guest got his breakfast pot...
I hope that little sparrow friend
will start to come each day.
My crumbs will wait for him no end
and he will bring me joy.
Copyright © Dessy Tsvetkova | Year Posted 2024
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