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Robin , cloud speaking to me

Robin in our garden

a warmth rests , never leaving you and your cushioned side 

the cloud aspect of you speaks in warming  tones , 

a fire smiles in friendly orange flames 

so confidently with an apparent hello 


the cushiony cloud hides safely 

allowing the fire to speak with a happy hello 

peace standing quietly within , unseen under the apparent rosy red hue 

and yet seen in so many ways 

the softness of the vibrant rosy red 

reflecting the peace right there in the dove filled cloud 

 

here , the Robin again 

speaking to me of warmth and comfort 

and a friendly happy little cloud 

 

lovely little Robin brightening my day 

with her rosy red dress