Song Sparrow, © Photo by Steve Kaye

Conversation with a Song Sparrow

Song Sparrow Story


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One day, while on a walk, I saw a Song Sparrow.

“Hey you up there,” I called out, “Where did you learn that song?”

“It came with the feathers.”

“So you didn’t learn it from other birds?”

“Sort of, but they were relatives.”

“Could you have chosen a different song?”

“No bird chooses the song that it sings.”

“Does that bother you?”

“Well, tell me,” the bird asked, “Did you choose when your life started? Did you choose where you were born. Did you choose your DNA?”

“No, I didn’t”

“Does that bother you?”

I paused to prepare an answer, and the bird continued.

“Actually, no one chooses their time, their origin, or their color. And birds know that. So that’s why we all accept each other just the way we are.”

Then the bird shook its feathers, took a deep breath, and sang once more, with all the enthusiasm it had.

“See?” the bird said, “Each of us does its best to sing the song that we were put here to sing.”


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Much success,

Steve Kaye
Find More at:

Song of Courage

Snowy Egret Story

What If Nature Was a Business


About Bird Songs

Actually, some birds learn their songs while in the nest by listening to the adults around them. Then they continue to practice (and improve) as young adults.

And some songbirds, such as catbirds, thrashers, and mockingbirds, are mimics. That is, they learn and imitate the songs of other birds, as well as sounds made by frogs, cell phones, and car alarms.

Females in these species are impressed by the males who know the most songs. This implies that those males are more mature, and thus will make better partners.


Birding Resources

The American Bird Conservancy’s web site contains valuable info. See: American Bird Conservancy

Here’s an outstanding book about bird conservation: Bird Conservation


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3 Comments
  • Kathryn Grace
    Posted at 00:35h, 17 March

    I don’t know whether I’m more enamored by the story or by the gleam in the sparrow’s eye, the soft feathers on its breast, or the sharp talons (Are they talons on a sparrow?) on its feet. Or perhaps the glossy leaves on the twigs and the glistening berries. Just the calm I needed tonight. Thanks Steve.

  • Bob Franz
    Posted at 08:19h, 18 March

    What a delightful song they sing – and so properly named.

  • Jo-Ann Coller
    Posted at 08:59h, 18 March

    Best story yet! Love it
    Jo-Ann

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