Eastern Yellow Robins Poem by Francis Duggan

Familiar and endearing little birds in their confiding way
Birds i know of but do not hear and see every day
Once heard and once seen again hard to mistake
A ticking sound like a musical clock they do make
With bright yellow unders and bluish grey back
In natural beauty they do not seem to lack
To be distinctive from others their claim to bird fame
Eastern yellow robin for them is an often used name
As most flycatchers they take their tiny prey ground insects and flies
By what comes natural to them the element of surprise
They are often seen where leaf litter abound
Clinging to tree trunks scanning for insect movement on the ground
Birds i see and hear often though not every day
About them they do have an endearing way.