As I made my way to school,
I saw two sparrows,
Dancing through hedges,
Wheeling round gardens.

They chased each other,
Taking turns to flee,
And their calls frantic,
But to human ears soothing.

And when one grew tired,
Both would rest,
Still eyes on each other,
Still calling.

And when one gained courage,
A little closer they'd get,
Still thoughts on: What next?
Still hopeful.

For fleeting moments,
That lasted for the longest times,
They stopped and stood in silence,
Content with just the company,
Of one another.