Word Sparrow

They presume it is within bone marrow

The skills and passion of word sparrow

The ability to glue words in way

That makes hearts thud and sway

Yet as words make each sentence last

Magical spells in a way are cast

From such of a kind that give power

To ones that discredit ones flower

To such that make love like a feather

Or sorrow feel like there's no matter

There's spells for the lonely of heart

And ones who'd never drive lovers apart

But to person called the word sparrow

The wording holds tremendous power

Affecting the very ways of matter

That keeps worlds together or makes them shatter

The scary, the frightening which it brings

Is same as the need and love which clings

So easily making it harder

For sparrow to hold back in ardor

It's love and it's grieve

It's giver and thieve

It's pleasure and pain

But works of sparrow are never in vain.