Poems about robin
Forever Might Be Short, I Thought To Us
the witnessing, to us
our souls saw just as well
that they have done expecting me
forever might be short, i thought to show
that was all i cared to know,
i dreaded that first robin so,
i, lost, was passing by
I Do
remorse is cureless the disease
death is the other way
that were the little load
was all the one that fell
that i was found
i wonder if when years have piled
we outgrow love like other things
i dreaded that first robin so,
i reason, we could die
and answer what i do
i have so much to do