Classic Poem

A little meal of frozen cake,
A little drink of snow,
And when the sun is setting,
A broad-eaved bungalow.

A little hopping in the sun
Through all the wintry day,
A little chirping blithely
Till March drifts into May.

A little creature's simple life
And Love, its life to keep,
That careth for the sparrow
Even when it falls asleep.