Willy-wag and Sparrow <br />sat on a stone. <br />Said Willy, it's cold <br />when the sun is gone. <br /> <br />But my heart beats hot <br />in my white silk breast; <br />time enough later <br />for me to rest. <br /> <br />Said Sparrow, It's dark <br />in the green willow, <br />and the cat may lurk <br />in the shade below. <br /> <br />He fluffed his feathers <br />and shook his head; <br />by now the others <br />are safe in bed. <br /> <br />Said Willy, the sky <br />is full of light, <br />and a juicy fly <br />is quickly caught. <br /> <br />I'll flirt my fan <br />awhile the cold, <br />and I won't go in <br />till the moon is gold. <br /> <br />Said sparrow, the tree <br />is full by now, <br />and I'm off to my perch <br />on the topmost bough. <br /> <br />But Willy said, whether <br />it's dark or light, <br />if I feel like singing <br />I'll sing all night.<br /><br />Nancy Fotheringham Cato<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/willy-wag-and-sparrow/
