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The Sparrow by William J. Schrader Friday, August 11, 2006 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan My brother the sparrow
The Sparrow By William J. Schrader A sparrow was sitting in the rain Just outside my window pane; It’s coat was brown its bill was black The wind was rufflin’ up its back. I Threw my window open wide And beckoned him to come inside He looked at me and blinked an eye Then turned and flew into the sky Long I stared into the gloom From out the silence of my room Until I mused with whispered sigh We two are brothers, that sparrow and I

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Reviewed by Richard Bowers	11/17/2012

Which way shall I take the course to my reader’s hearts, What scale and tools do I collect with, What voyeur’s wrap I claim in readiness. Are the ages of my father come to bear, Or will be for next generation’s benefit: And for sure hope luck to smile a lot, Unless I weaken in devotion, That I harbor this pretext, Where course is subject to a wanton age. Gather, flock with us; examine all to beyond: Valiant person have surpassed our time.




Reviewed by Rovena Tesfaye (Reader)	8/14/2006

Your portrayal of the sparrow vividly shows how in-sync you are with life. I’m glad you shared this poem. cheers,




Reviewed by Susan Sonnen (Reader)	8/11/2006

I like this...it reads smoothly, not choppy as I find many rhyming verses seem to do...very good job! I enjoyed the imagery. Susan