Sparrow: One

When the Sparrow spoke,

the Hawk did listen,

for the words were important,

for the Sparrow had wisdom,

like that of no other.

Unlike the others,

the Sparrows wings had never been altered

to keep him on the ground,

like that of the Owls.

“The Squirrels,

they speak of storms,

silently stewing,”

said the Sparrow.

The Foxes trembled with fear,

and the forest was still,

for the forest knew

that the Sparrow knew.

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  1. Keen observer — the sparrow

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