At the museum where I work,
There's a robin that I feed.
He's a chirpy little fellow,
When I bestow him bird-seed.
One bleak morning it happened,
I foolishly forgot his food.
As he landed right beside me,
Expecting a meal to be viewed.
I'm sorry was all I could say,
But Buddy stay close and near.
The leaves covering the ground,
Have given me a great idea.
My foot scraped the leaves away,
To expose fresh soil beneath.
Revealing little grubs and worms,
I welcomed with great relief.
Hungry Buddy didn't waste time,
He began eating his morning meal.
As I scraped away a larger patch,
With a bigger breakfast to reveal.
I quietly left little Buddy to it,
Whispered him a promise on my way,
With food galore this afternoon,
For his friendship I won't betray.
Thank you Dominic for your comment and this little guy does exist at the museum and is a great photo opportunity for everyone for he is so tame and approachable. Thanks again and take care.
A poem full of kindness. A wonderful attribute that one must possess for a better humanity. Beautifully crafted and well executed. Five Stars! ! !
Wonderful, heart - warming poem Shaun....definitely the righy mood music for this season of good will to all. I feel the same way about my sister's dog..always seems to liven up when I'm around probably because I like to feed it. Anyhow, it's a true friendship never dies inspired five from me!
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I would like to translate this poem
Thank you good Rose Marie for your kind and more than gracious comment and this little guy is real and its not just myself who feeds him but many more caring and sharing museum colleagues I'm more than proud to call my friends and family. Thanks again and take care.