I know God cares for sparrows. It*s in the Bible, after all. Maybe the newly fledged sparrows are making their appearance, one at a time, every three days, for a reason. God cares for the sparrows. I know this. I would prefer to contemplate such things outside of the house.
Sparrow number two
Arrived this morning
Next to the sliding glass doors
Inside.
Like sparrow number one,
We have no idea
How he got in,
How she got in.
The cat has never known such excitement.
Over the weekend
We eliminated the bathroom fan
As a source
Of entry.
We each have a theory
But no solution.
We each
Are gone
For the day.
The cat and turtle
Will hold down
The fort.
I have no idea what we will find
When we return.
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