Sparrow Wish

Sing to me sparrow
I really need to laugh.
Make me gay, the way I was
in this photograph.
When we were young, beneath the sun.
believing it would last.
Sing a song, the time has come,
and night is falling fast.

Play for me sparrow,
a whimsy comedy,
sewing all our errors,
toward a tragedy.
Free me from the hands of time
please don’t hesitate.
Illuminate the lighter side
of what becomes our fate.

Stitch