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the robin in our garden
the red robin sits alone in a garden
simply safe between wonderful wings
she perches with thin tender legs
at the end of a green hedge
standing out so beautifully like a flame
a orange friendly flicker fluttering away
she is a butterfly caught in plain view
hiding so i could no longer see the red robin chest
maybe she was self conscious and shy
so she scurried away like a little mouse
scared of being noticed
scared of being found
her chest burns boldly like bronze
a fire for all to see
nestling against the cushiony caring leaves
then hiding inbetween
the red red rosey robin
against the shrub in the garden
i wander how she feels
and does she feel free?
simply safe between wonderful wings
she perches with thin tender legs
at the end of a green hedge
standing out so beautifully like a flame
a orange friendly flicker fluttering away
she is a butterfly caught in plain view
hiding so i could no longer see the red robin chest
maybe she was self conscious and shy
so she scurried away like a little mouse
scared of being noticed
scared of being found
her chest burns boldly like bronze
a fire for all to see
nestling against the cushiony caring leaves
then hiding inbetween
the red red rosey robin
against the shrub in the garden
i wander how she feels
and does she feel free?
Published 21st Dec 2018
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29th Dec 2018 2:50am
Does she feel free as a bird? I'm not so sure now, having read your words. Reading it, however, makes me feel like curling up inside a warm duvet. A cosy write.
10th Jan 2019 3:49pm
11th May 2019 3:45pm
