On a Tweedside walk hand in hand, we saw a single Robin and he sang to us a lovesong. 




Robin Redbreast by M.A.Meddings

Robin redbreast
Essential singer of our love song
You watched as we hand in hand
Did walk in tweed side rain
And flitted so enticingly
From branch to branch
To remind us again and again
That love was true
And you pushed out your chest
Then sang for her your rippling song
And in the notes of your tune
We heard you say
There is nothing wrong
All is beautiful in your love





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Written on 2008-02-10 at 08:00

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
lovely bird...almost as lovely as the poem

Stan
2008-02-11



Nothing's wrong, and everything's right!
A charming text, hero!
2008-02-10


Rob Graber
That robin is not the only songster
to sing their love so well... :-,?
2008-02-10


Kathy Lockhart
My darling, this is absolutely the most precious poem you have written. It is beautifully presented as a remembrance of one of our most tender times together. That day will never be forgotten nor will be that sweet little bird singing, it seems, just for us. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxyblyvm
2008-02-10