Robins perched upon my fence ,I swear I see them dance .
Gracefully they move their wings , their beauty is by chance , Delicately nature pays a gift to all our eyes to see the beauty and the grace as birds begin to fly .
Robins they are said to be a magic to be seen ,how dainty and delicate are their tiny wings. Flawless in their beauty , no pretense or disguise just grace in their movements as they sore through the skies .