Dear Robin…

Don’t fear
Little dear
I don’t harm
Come dear
Sit here
On my arm
I am near
Dear one
Do not cry
Slowly eat
In the heat
Don’t be shy
Outside cold
The snow falls
Stay with me
Close I’ll hold
In these halls
Don’t worry
Stand in line
I shall dear
To be friends
Don’t fear
Hand mine
Loves till end

Image Given By, & Written for Monday’s Child – #10
And also for Carry On Tuesday – #69

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

26 thoughts on “Dear Robin…”

  1. Hey Leo…after reading your poem i wish i was that child near the window and this poem is written for me… 😉

    wonderfully written dear…this is what i say is the epitome of usage of words…with small n simple always create magic and am now deeply immersed in one..!!

    thanks for writing dear..!!


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