Dallying

This, I wrote thinking about the comings and goings of my thoughts as I start this new thing.

I want to have a sparrow for a pet

But not to lock him in a cage

I want none of us two to be in debt

In natural friendship we'll engage

At times he'll come to me

Just because I'll be there

And then he will fly free

He'll fly to God-knows-where

If I call out for him

Or go where lies his nest

He'll land on my hat's brim

Or welcome me as guest

And as he's not mine

I'm not his

Things can still be fine

If he flees

Well, if I think more,

I'll grow fond

Of our fine rapport

Of our bond

Then I'll bring him some food

And he will chirp and sing

If both of us are good

It won't be just a fling

His fleas I'll take away

If he lets me do so

And if he wants to stay

I surely won't say no

I want to have a sparrow for a pet

Who now comes to my hand at will

A pet like him I know I haven't met

To scare him not, I must stand still