Joy--First Edition

Hello, Mr. Robin, I see you there
Perched on the branch of the old maple tree
Searching the garden with beady black eyes
A fat, wiggly, red angleworm to see. I wonder where you have hidden your nest
Is Mother Robin keeping her blue eggs warm--
As you search for your breakfast this bright Spring day
After yesterday's torrential rain storm? Mr. Robin Redbreast, with your gay song
Joyous heralder of the early Spring--
You fill my heart with great expectations
While gleeful bells of nature clearly ring!

by Genevieve (Gellatly) Forsythe

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