I’m blessed by a robin
As it digs in the ground
Looking for its breakfast
While its stomach makes a sound
Then all of a sudden
As if by chance
The robin in its glory starts its mealtime dance
Prancing forward and then to the side
It spys on worm that just could not hide
The robin in a second it sang with glee
And plucked at this feast
That he could see
Soon that worm it was no more
As the robin in hurry rose off the floor
I’ll see you tomorrow it seemed to say
And fluttered its wings and just flew away
PTT 14.03.2016
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