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Apr 12
A gentle breeze is flowing free
Among the leaves a robin sings

Her tune rings clear and floats with grace
Hewn down my fears the sound embraced

The sweetly sung and blended notes
Are neatly wrung with mended hopes

A robin’s song is better still
Than stories told which letters will

They lift me up and set me down
A gift of love that’s free from doubt

The nestled sound so ever perched
Settled now in forever search

Yet,

A robin’s song is never free
It’s bound by wind and
Lives in me…
This is dedicated to a very special person who never knew it.
Written by
atr  34/M/World
(34/M/World)   
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   Jeremy Betts
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