Written for https://lindaghill.com/2025/05/02/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-3-2025/ and the Robin from https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/author/sadje19/
Sing your song loud
little Robin. You should be proud
of your red chest. Many find comfort
as you sit there knowing their loved ones
are at rest. A sign from heaven
we can only do our best.
Lovely! Canβt beat a Robin redbreast.
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No, you can’t. It always makes me happy when I see a robin.
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Ditto!
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Lovely
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Thank you
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This is lovely ππ©·
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What a lovely poem. I’ve seen a fair number of robins in our yard lately and really hadn’t thought of them this way. Maybe my mom is saying hi as spring gears up. π
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I like to think they are there to bring us peace.
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Beautiful Diana. We have a pair of robins in our garden at the moment.
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That’s lovely
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No chicks yet, but the blackbirds seem to be taking food back to their nest.
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My mother always said a Robbin represented a loved one π
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Mine too π
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Birds are always a joy.
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I agree π
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A wonderful ode to the robin!
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Thankyou.
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Gorgeous Diana π
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Thank you π
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