Robin
There came to my window
One morning in spring
A sweet little robin,
She came here to sing.
The tune that she sang
It was prettier far,
Than any I’ve heard
On the flute or guitar.
Her wings she was spreading
To soar far away,
Then resting a moment
Seemed sweetly to say,
“Oh happy, how happy
The world seems to be,
Awake, dearest, child,
And be happy with me.”
by Author Unknown
Images shown: On the left is the American Robin or Turdus migratorius, which is named after the European Robin or Erithacus rubecula shown on the right. Although both birds are called Robins, they are members of separate species.
There came to my window
One morning in spring
A sweet little robin,
She came here to sing.
The tune that she sang
It was prettier far,
Than any I’ve heard
On the flute or guitar.
Her wings she was spreading
To soar far away,
Then resting a moment
Seemed sweetly to say,
“Oh happy, how happy
The world seems to be,
Awake, dearest, child,
And be happy with me.”
by Author Unknown
Images shown: On the left is the American Robin or Turdus migratorius, which is named after the European Robin or Erithacus rubecula shown on the right. Although both birds are called Robins, they are members of separate species.
