Listen as the robin sings
ever so sweetly by still waters
And here, she soars through
high and free and little by little,
her nest is formed
When I feel grey with each day
like winter, I hear her songs
and it's like I'm under a new sun
So never underestimate the power
of birdsongs! I am grateful to have
and hear it's special beauty.
Sweet Robin, born of Joy and
Spring and Summer.
Spread your wings, your
love and brighten the day
This one is dedicated to Robin Carretti! I know it's not the best, but I wanted to say thank you for all your kind comments. I've always been one who's not only super shy but also very timid and afraid of the world. It's become such a nasty place now... and it makes me smile that on HP, people are supportive of one another! We're all craftsmen here. A little kindness goes a long way, it may be the light that one needs that day.
So, Robin. I hope you like this poem!
I'm grateful for everything and everyone I have here and now.
It gives me the confidence I need to make a move in life.
Be back soon,
Lyn ***
