while i was sitting beneath a tree
a robin came and sang to me
bluebells started ringing to robins tune
such a lovely song my heart began to swoon
with his bright red chest gleaming in the sun
happy as can be having so much fun
every note in tune to the melody
bluebell the were ringing in perfect harmony
i wont forget the robin that sang to me that day
in my mind for ever his song will always stay
hope he will come back and sit beneath the tree
and sing again once more his robin song to me
- Author: jim56 ( Online)
- Published: February 20th, 2022 08:07
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Beautiful image painted in these words
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