Little Red Robin Sitting Patiently On The Tree
Tell Me Little Robin, What Can You See
Taking A Rest, No More Flying
Ready For This Mornings Quest
The Worms Can Hear You Spying
Suited For The Occasion, You're Well Dressed
With Your Light Brown Feathers
And The Bright Red Invasion Of Feathers On Your Chest
Little Red Robin, Doing What You Do Best
No Idea Of The Scale Of Death You Are Bringing
As You Perch On Your Branch, Happily Singing
Little Red Robin, It's Time To Put Your Training To The Test
Natalie Lavender
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-red-robin/
