art Have you ever wandered out to get the paper in the mormimg
and heard a bird sing you know you've heard before?
You heard it when you were a child and your grandfather
told you what it is. It is a robin!


Music: The Old Rambler

Morning Robin In My Tree


This morning I listen to a robin sing
Perched at the top of my tree
Perhaps beckoning the coming spring
It seems to be singing just for me

It is a gray Morning, still and early
There is no one about that I can see
The day has hardly begun
Perhaps the robin is calling for the sun

Philip
Copyright 3/9/2011






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