Jolly Robins Poem by Alison Gaff

A robin joins the morning chorus
With his melodic repertoire
Merging it's song with the blackbird
Making a sweet birdie choir

The robin is a friendly fellow
Who brightens up each day
With it's splendid breast of red
I know he's never far away

Now if you're doing gardening
He'll often come around
'Cos he loves eating bugs and grubs
That he spies on the ground

I sometimes sit upon the step
Holding mealworms in my hand
Then he'll hop onto my finger
And I think.... now ain't that grand