I look out again and there he is
Is he waiting for that kiss
He has grown so tall
and not bare at all

Limbs covered in colour purple browns and reds
I watch him from my bed
The sun explodes through the leaves
The moss grows like sleeves

The robin sits there so proud
And the blue **** sing so loud
He provides shelter and food for those birds
While the cat looks up and purred

I watch amazed of how he has changed
From winter to spring, limbs and leaves arranged
I still want him for my beau
Perhaps one day... " you never know"