Saturday, April 13, 2013

Robins

 

The North wind doth blow and we shall have snow,
And what will poor robin do then, poor thing?
He'll sit in a barn and keep himself warm
and hide his head under his wing, poor thing.

3 comments:

  1. Crazy weather back there! Love your poem and I do miss robins.

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  2. My girls used to love that poem.

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  3. I wonder if the robin has returned to the Midwest yet.

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