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Little Red Robin

He dances around without care in the world darting from one place to another, spinning in a twirl I look for him in winter but the trees are all bare still looking and listening wondering if he is there. At Christmas he will be out singing his song with such vibrant colour he wont have to wait long He is back for spring the courtship is sealed Now he can relax his duty is fulfilled For food is plenty and her belly will be filled His song brings me peace His colour brings me joy His adventurous spirit gives me hope Putting my worried mind at ease.

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Christuraj Alex

Date: 6/28/2021 10:52:00 AM

Beautiful imagination well penned.

Charlotte Wakeman
Date: 6/28/2021 11:10:00 AM

Aww thanks for that! :) and taking the time to comment.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 6/28/2021 12:43:00 AM

They're lovely to see in the garden, they say its a loved one returning to say hello. Have a lovely week Charlotte. Tom

Charlotte Wakeman
Date: 6/28/2021 1:20:00 AM

It's a nice thought isn't it. I wrote for a competition recently on conserving life. But after looking up the robin they also say they were beside Jesus's side when on the cross, singing to him to bring him comfort and peace. U have a good week too Tom.