Poem: the sparrows sang

One last short song,
the sparrows sang,
to honor her,
who used to hang,
the small feeders,
filled high with seed,
that she did hang,
for birds with need,
before the time,
when she got ill,
and lost the strength,
but not the will,
to feed the birds,
who now did sing,
a song she heard,
as she did cling,
to what small strength,
she had inside,
and she did hear,
before she died.