The sparrow Katherine Thinkings and poems Dec 21, 2015Jan 31, 2017 1 Minute As the last rose dies My heart,too,seems to fail. Yet, when a sparrow flies, It,fragile,beats the gale Share this: Print (Opens in new window) Print Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email TweetShare on TumblrMore Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading... Related Published by Katherine Poetry writer and author View all posts by Katherine Published Dec 21, 2015Jan 31, 2017