Positive Poetry Sonnet

The sparrow does not worry
While he flits from bug to worm
And seldom does he tarry
But exhibits his magnificent form.

Would I be able to do the same
If my next food was most uncertain
I just know I would see whom to blame
And look hard for a cover curtain.

If the sparrow need not be concerned
Then why do I usually die of worry
With all my faculties badly burned
And I am usually not ready in a hurry.

So positive I will be while on my way
Letting others do what they may.