The Sparrow

Glad to see you, little bird;
'Twas your little chirp I heard?
What did you intend to say?
"Give me something this cold day"?

Dear Diary,

Well, don't worry wee Sparrow, it is going to warm up nicely today and there will always be a meal for you at the Back Porch Café.  After I fill feeder and bowls, I am going to take a ramble along a new woodland path I've discovered.  I don't want to waste what may be our last summer-like day.