5 Minutes With Robin

Posted: April 30, 2019 in Art, Author, Books, education, Literature, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized
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5 Minutes With Robin
Today, a Robin landed on my leg
Looked at me by tilting its head
I thought it was brave
In the manner it behaved

With no fear
It just sat and stared
As if it already knew my reaction
That I’d only smile with satisfaction

Then I became curious
Of how many people this little Robin trust
I wanted to ask, but never uttered a word
Afraid that my voice might scare the friendly bird

We sat together, no questions, no chirps
Thinking to myself, “Well, this is a first!”
Was it the colours I wore or my perfume’s scent?
It looked and it shook, then off it went.

© Ian T. Sebàs 2019
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