Sun bright in the morning blue sky
Fluttering shadows upon snow from way up high
Robins in flight and then they be
Perched upon branches of the old maple tree
Two, no three, now six upon branch and bough
Be this the calling to the coming Spring's vow
WELCOMED, I say in loving delight
I in smiles, robins in flight.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Photo: Winter Robins
www.learner.org/jnorth/tm/robin/gallery_winter.html
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