Realization of death

The heart began to be in tears,
But the body didn't even cared
It stood rigid wondering something,
Is the death everything?
The little sparrow was crying for help
He was almost death, still he didn't lose hope.
He tried to help himself by flipping,
But afterall it wass death who was waiting.
I blinked and he was gone!
The sharp claws killed the little soul !
Apologies were on my heart
As the little soul left the earth!
Tomorrow, he would be learning to fly,
Up somewhere in the sky!
Searching for foodd,
Somewhere in the woods;
Tiny grains would be his choice
As it makes him rejoice!
But he is gone
With the untold realisation drawn!!