The Songbird Of Spring
One sunny morning sweet small Sue sees sitting up,
in a sapling a songbird is seated on silky flower cup.
It’s a scarlet vested slim and shy swirling Robin,
she sighs sad, “so long your show I haven’t seen”.
“Skipping winter snow I soar, my swift wings I spin”,
small Robin sings, “for you scenic spring sends me in”.
At sunrise the Robin sprints on the spray of sun ray,
Sue strides on surge of joy, so it shines her smiling day.
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