Robert L. Hinshaw Poet Rhyme

My Friend Robbie

I have a dear feathered friend who greets me each day at dawn!
He likes to dwell in and around the crab apple tree on my lawn!
From his perch he serenades me on wintry Colorado morns so drear,
Cheerily belting out trilling melodies that are so pleasing to my ear!

Oft I've wondered why Robbie Red Breast opts to winter here at all,
'Specially since all his friends flee these icy climes for Florida each fall!
While they bask in the warming sun enjoying cocktails of orange juice,
He prefers wintering here with me along with all its nippy abuse!

'Tis a wonder that the little creature can manage to survive,
Since there are no wiggly worms for him upon which to thrive!
Robbie doesn't worry - The Omnipotent Creator sees to his daily needs,
By providing an occasional hapless bug and a few wind-blown seeds!

I think that rascal relishes wakening me from my slumber each morn,
As he flexes his wings and sounds reveille to begin his daily bourne!
I'd rather be woken by him, tho', than the neighbor's yapping mutts!
'Tis certainly far more pleasant - of that there ain't no ifs, ands or buts!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Michelle Mac Donald March 28, 2011 at 7:25 AM Gotta love those birds, Robert!:) I've always found robin are the first to greet the morning, and the last ones to wish goodnight. The robins have arrived here last week, but I don't think they'll find many worms yet.:( I enjoy your nature verses, thanks for sharing! Mikki

Ralph Taylor March 27, 2011 at 7:18 AM Another masterpiece, my friend. Excellent account. Nice going. Ralphie

Joyce Johnson March 26, 2011 at 9:19 AM But he'll be first to get the early worms of spring. Some robins just refuse to leave here too. Cute poem Robert. Thank you for your comments on my Laughter entry. You got it read as it hit the page. Love, Joyce

Sara Kendrick March 25, 2011 at 5:25 PM Got that one correct...Aren't their voices great..Enjoyed reading this eve..Sara

James Peranteau March 25, 2011 at 2:30 PM My dear poet...this write is excelent ! Wonderful poem here let me tell ya ! To mine favz it goes Sir ! Have a great weekend ! Much love, james

Nette Onclaud March 25, 2011 at 12:49 PM i feel renewed with this crisp and inviting piece, robert... ahh, grrreat work it is! :) huggs, nette

Carolyn Devonshire March 25, 2011 at 10:59 AM Such a cute poem, Bob! After the winter so many people have endured, I bet you're not really upset when Robbie awakens you with his chirping. Mom always said robins were the first sign of spring. Great work! Love, Carolyn

Carol Sunshine Brown March 25, 2011 at 7:49 AM What a beautiful day and how wonderful it is to be able to read what was on your mind and in your heart when you wrote this poem Bob. I hope you have a weekend full of new found inspiration. Love, Carol

Gwendolen Song March 25, 2011 at 4:18 AM The robin is so dedicated to your friendship that he suffers thru the winter to hang out with you! Nicely crafted with sprinkles of rhyme. Gwendolen

Dr.Ram Mehta March 24, 2011 at 3:54 PM Enjoyed this nicely humored write on your feathered friend preferring him to awaken yout to the neighbors, Bob

Cherie Durbin March 24, 2011 at 3:27 PM Giggled at the orange juice cocktails bit, Robert! :)

Ephraim Crud March 24, 2011 at 3:15 PM Hi Robert. I liked this very much. It has a good flow and a cheery child-like quality. I would, however, like to make one suggestion. The last line would read better thus: 'tis certainly far more pleasant, of that there's no ifs nor buts! Thank you for sharing. eph.

Andrea Dietrich March 24, 2011 at 2:30 PM Yep, it is MUCH better than being awaken by those nasty dog barks!! Good one!