Winter Can'T Stop It
Out of the corner of my eye
through the livingroom window,
were my eyes playing tricks on me?
What was it? What did I see?
Hopping across the snow
and onto a patch a bare lawn,
a chubby, red-breasted robin
I think it may have yawned.
With the chilly weather outside
it should be hiding in the woods,
playing hide and go seek with others
covering its head with a hood.
Winter may be already here
but this robin braves the cold,
looking for mounds of fresh food
is like searching for a pot of gold.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Jan.6/2015
I was actually quite surprised to see a robin hopping around outside today. They usually don't get seen until Spring. Made me kinda wish Spring was already here.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones | Year Posted 2015
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