Sparrows Poem by Mohammad Muzzammil

Tiny birds with feathers brown,
A lively presence all around,
In gardens, parks, and city streets,
Their playful chirps a melody sweet.

With cheerful songs they greet the day,
Fluttering wings and tails in sway,
They hop and peck, and take a flight,
A blur of brown against the light.

A flock of sparrows, oh so dear,
Their tiny hearts devoid of fear,
They dance and play in pure delight,
A joy to watch, a lovely sight.

They build their nests with bits of string,
And twigs and leaves, and other things,
They work and chirp with steady pace,
To make a cozy, snug, warm space.

And when the day draws to a close,
And the sun sets in golden glow,
They find their nests, and tuck in tight,
A peaceful sleep, a restful night.

Oh, sparrows, small but mighty,
A symbol of hope, so flighty,
May your songs forever fill the air,
A reminder of life's simple fare