Early morning sparrow

A little joy in the morning. I stopped the car to make a phone call. A sparrow perched on the fence. The bird looked like a young maiden. Suddenly, it flew over and landed on my arm. How strange, I'd never seen anything like this before. It was a very pleasant feeling; I stood still and enjoyed it. The bird flew up to my chest, and I gently reached for my phone to take a picture, but it quickly flew away!

In some corners of the park, people still find time to buy food for wild birds. In many quiet courtyards, more and more people are choosing to feed sparrows instead of trapping them. At many sidewalk cafes or parks like Tao Dan and Gia Dinh, the sight of people scattering bread crumbs, rice, and grains for sparrows, and the birds becoming tame around passersby, has become a beautiful cultural tradition.

I suddenly remembered the lines from Luu Quang Vu's poem "Our Street," written in 1970:

"...I'll wait for you at the gate."

His sparrow

The ruffled-haired sparrow

Our neighborhood sparrow

Don't be sad anymore.

The carpenter was wrong.

If life were full of only bad things

Why do apple trees bloom?

Why is the water in the ditch so clear?

Oh, little ruffled-haired sparrow!

The carpenter was wrong...

Oh! I remember that bird with the fluffy feathers earlier! Thanks to you, I have an unforgettable early morning moment!

NGUYEN AN

Source: https://www.sggp.org.vn/chim-se-buoi-som-post831801.html