Part 3 — SPARROWS
Reading edition
Let skies be sunny or clouds hang low Little brown sparrow away you go Ever in search of food or fun Come summer or winter rain or sun
Boughs of lilac whereon to rest April spreads when you build your nest, Autumn feeds you with golden corn And berries ripe on the wayside thorn
Winter comes with its frost and snow Waters may freeze and winds may blow Yet little you care and nought you rue, For every hand has a crumb for you
Through sunshine tomorrow and storm today You go like a friar of orders gray, Finding wherever your fancy leads, A table spread for the wanderer's needs