Monday, May 19, 2014

The Song Of The Robin

The past though long gone to my thoughts ever near
The song of the robin i fancy i hear
He sings in the leafy grove at the gray dawn of day
His is a well known and familiar voice of the May
His song is territorial not one to pretend
From other male robins in his breeding Season his territory he does defend
His song he does use as a weapon of fear
To warn other male robins of his nesting borders stay clear
The red breast robins do sing their best songs in the Spring
But even in Winter i have heard them sing
In and near rural towns all around Europe they are loved and known
The robins they do have a charm of their own
In the leafy groves from here far away
The male robins are singing in the gray dawn of day.

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