Little Robin Redbreast,
Flying through the skies,
On a Christmas adventure of discovery,
His spirits lifted by delicious Xmas scents and mince pies.
He travels past York Minster and Canterbury Cathedral,
Xmas carols and happy voices are a melody to his ears,
Revelling in the beauty of illuminated Oxford Street with its Xmas lights,
He's amused by the drunken merry makers and their joyful cheers.
Little Robin Redbreast,
Singing merrily about his Xmas tales,
Flying throughout the festive season,
Next journey, a stopover at the chaotic Xmas sales.
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Author:
FineBul (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 28th, 2019 07:48
- Comment from author about the poem: Twice recently I came across a beautiful Robin red breast and I was inspired to write this.
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
A lovely write Fine.
Hello Orchidee,
Thank you.
Glad you liked the poem.
Keep writing FineB
Good flight of words FineB.
Hello Goldfinch60,
Glad you emjoyed your flight with Little Robin Redbreast.
Keep writing FineB
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