Sparrow's Feathers [Story #15]

I'm writing 52 stories in 52 weeks. This is Story #15.

Sparrow woke up one morning and didn’t like his feathers.

“Just look at them,” he moaned, eyeing the brown and tan hues. “They’re flat and dull. What I wouldn’t give to have bright plumage like Cardinal or Blue Bird.”

Sparrow sighed and stretched a wing. He was alone in his nest and wished he had someone to complain to. Feeling low, Sparrow rested his head on the edge of his nest and watched the morning pass.

Squirrels scampered up nearby tre...