i have a friend called robin he comes to visit me
he sits in my garden on my apple tree
sings his robin song in his robin way
it is very beauitiful melts my heart away

such a lovely song every note in key
singing loud and clear in perfect harmony
when his song has finished  flies into the sky
almost brings a tear  as i wave goodbye

I like drawing hearts, they represent love.
Each one imperfect, misshapen, unique.
But still made for love.
Just like us.

i heard a bluebird singing  such a lovely tune
beneath the stars so bright and the silver moon
a lovely melody with such a lovely beat
it filled my heart with love and swept me of my feet

every note in time every note in tune
with his gentle voice i began to swoon
it made me feel serene and so very calm
a lovely song of love filled with so much charm

then he flew away in to the midnight sky
flapped his wings so gently as he said goodbye

Pen stained pockets
rusted mechanical sockets
rockets rockets rockets,
disappearing dockets
poisoned arrows
chains and sprockets
dead doves deadly sparrows
the fluke of the pharaohs
a poets word and carol,
one quill recovers the file
eclectic eagles
blood bone and marrow.