The Robin Poem by Brett White

The Robin

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The robin sings its chirpy aires,
And the frost melts with his cares.
A mate amidst the pines must be found
So he flitters, floats, and prances around.
Because the robin knows his robiness is near,
And he longs to whisper lullabies in her ear.

Tuesday, November 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,love
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Brett White

Brett White

Fort Smith, AR
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