He gracefully flew upon his porch
Quite brave and all alone
He perched upon the railing
And made himself at home.
He cocked his head to one side
In the early morning dawn
With curious eye, he gazed at me
Then he flew down on my lawn.
He ruffled his feathers and flapped his wings
His song echoed in the breeze
It carried through the morning sky
And joyfully filled the trees.
It eased across the budding grass
Then through a sparrow's nest
It brushed a thorny rosebush
And never stopped to rest.
I felt it touch my own heart
What gladness it did bring
When this little robin sang to me
And brought the gift of spring!
© 1988 Marilyn Ferguson
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