Bedroom curtains sway by a window fan He brings a faded pillow to his face A hint of her perfume Haunting the room Hiding in the shadows of this place Tenement concrete steps, pretty, young and pale A cigarette on her lips, leaning on a rail He pulled up in his car Asking her name A thrill, that her heart could not contain A life that started hard turned soft with age The disappearing years blew by like days A calendar in the picture show tears off page by page Life unwinds Today, his little sparrow flew away Bobbins and pins Needle and thread The quilt that she made for their wedding bed Chisel and saw Hammer and plane The pine box and a cross where he carved her name By the open barn door he drinks alone In the elm a lone crow looks away No more to be done Losing the sun In the silence, watching the sky turn gray A life that started hard turned soft with age The disappearing years blew by like days A calendar in the picture show tears off page by page Life unwinds Today, his little sparrow flew away Today, his little sparrow flew away