The Sparrow In Cool November
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The cool wind of November
Sometimes forces me to think
I should awake or not
From under the blanket it is so hard
To slip out and open the windows
The little sparrow shivers in cold
And knocks at the pane with its beak
To let it in to the room
And perch in a corner where
The cool wind can't reach
I feel the cold floor under my feet
As I open the window the sparrow rushes
Inside and settles in my bed
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