And the sparrow knows its place,
it follows the berries in spring.
Against frost it takes kindly to seeds in autumn;
scavenging everywhere in the colder times.
When I was a boy my Mother sang to me.
Her voice was reedy and seemed to fail
but it carried the melody to my ear,
and the message to my thoughts, the sparrow.
“His eye is on the little sparrow,
so I know he watches over me.”
She took her faulty little voice
to stages often and many small venues.
That reedy little voice, the servant of her devotion,
when she sang the people praised.
They sometimes wept in joy beholding:
so great the Lord and so little the Sparrow.
Today in Spring I saw a sparrow.
I watched the little bird for awhile,
and heard its thin little voice in song.
I felt wind touch my cheek, and a childish joy.
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Very Touching
What a lovely tribute to your Mother and the Sparrow and a very old hymn.Ethel Waters used to sing His eye is on the sparrow many years ago. I like your poem. Keep on writing.
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Thank you Katie
for your kind words and most generous comments, yes the Spiritual..it still has great meaning for me...PK
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Superb
A very fine write indeed. For your readers who may not be familiar with this wonderful old hymn, here is a link: http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/h/i/hiseyeis.htm
See also:http://www.last.fm/music/Mahalia+Jackson/_/His+Eye+Is+on+the+Sparrow
You were very successful in expressing the meaning of this hymn in your own words. Again, well done. -
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Many thanks Clovis
for the kind words and the scholarship on the song link, your effort is very much appreciated..PK -
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You are quite welcome.
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So lovely, simple language with beautiful imagery. I loved the description of the mother mirroring the sparrow, "the thin reedy voice", it's funny hjow our view on our parents can change as we grow. More objective but no less loving. Very enjoyable as always.
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Thank you Skies,
for your brilliance... yes, objectivity with time and distance..but also recognizing how much depends on the inner person... thank you ...PK
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This is beautiful and inspiring! I love imaginative nature poetry that is easy to follow.
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:That reedy little voice,the servant of her devotion,when she sang the people praised.They sometimes wept in joy beholding: so great the Lord and so little the sparrow" This says it all with a divine touch of heavenly tunes blessed by the lord.This is beautiful and I enjoyed reading this very much..
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Beautiful.
This is beautiful and you should be proud. I loved every single line in this piece. It should be read often to remind us all of how special mothers are. -
Journeying Back In Time
to a childhood full of beautiful memories. This piece had warmth, love, and laughter. Mommas' voice remembered showing your ties within a close family. we don't seem to get enough of this type of poetry.
Excellent free verse.................novy
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Thank you Novy
for your kind words and most pleasing comments, it is an old tradition in Black families..bonding and warmth; closeness... PK
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Touching poem of memories. I love to read poems such as this. Cigars remind me of my grandfather, silly things we remember. But nonetheless important. Nicely done! Cari
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Thank you Cari
for your kind words and lovely comment...and most of all for reading...so much appreciated...PK
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"Today in Spring I saw a sparrow.
I watched the little bird for awhile,
and heard its thin little voice in song.
I felt wind on my cheek, and a childish joy."
Ahhh, Poet Man...Such a poignant, loving, nostalgic penning, my Friend...She was singin' to ya, Sweetie...Beautifully done...
Wanda
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I would have to agree with my dear sister Sie, that this was well worth reading. The connection to a simple memory cast between seeing the sparrow in the Spring and the memory of the mother come flooding back. The birds song, the mother signing. Almost as if the voices were in unison. Moving piece, so well penned.
Tish
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that is so awesome. and sad at the same time. beautifully written. loved the ending. enjoyed. well worth the read.
blu
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That such a simple thing as a plain grey sparrow could have such significance. This is a moving piece. A mother's love, a sparrow's life, your own memories.
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very Beautiful poem!!! I really enjoy it!I love reading your wrk!! you are doing a great job!! keep it up!! Have a great day
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Beautiful!
Beautiful one!.....
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Lonely a sparrow never si for his song brings others to join in, lovely memory to hold and keep. Love, C
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A momory brings forth so many called up visions in one's past. A sparrow's song, remembering your mother's voice. Lovely visions, dance in this poem of Spring. Nice job.
~Sie
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