Robin In the Snow

Squirrel said, “Here comes robin, trotting in the snow.”
His little feet are not moving fast, he is really quite slow.
Are those his relatives behind him walking in a row?
At this pace, they might not reach us until the April flowers grow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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