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: poemPrintMoreTwitterFacebookLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeEmailLike this:Like Loading... By Timmy Conway By profession an Accountant By ambition a Politician By nature a Poet View all of Timmy Conway's posts.
