I met a Robin I met a Robin On my walk through the Green wood The bird taking me from his front door To the outskirts of his territory Then wishing me God speed. Share this: poemPrintTwitterFacebookLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppEmailMastodonLike this:Like Loading... By timmyconway poet View all of timmyconway's posts.
