sparrow

up in flight

my little sparrow

high, so high 

you've lost sight of

the ground

lost in flight

my crooked arrow

blind, so blind 

you're unable to

be found

fear as you might

the trailing shadow

unkind, unkind

as a predator

that hounds

into the night

escape to marrow

thriving, thriving

as if banished

but rehoused

(Bloody Sparrow by joshgalacticos on deviantart.com , my editing)