Little Poem Written On The Long Walk From The Bathroom To History Class

 This morning the sparrows on the line between 

This block and that block of school 

Were so close that had I tried I could catch them in my fist 

And feel their heartbeats twitch. 

But I only watched them 

Flutter then jump away from me 

As if they knew my thoughts. 

As I walked my long walk back to class 

I typed god a message for them

Thank you for letting me into your world

If only for a moment. 

The message stays in the outbox of my soul. 

It has reached all the sparrows that flutter there.