Cheerful Alarm from a Little Buddy
Eleventh floor on the balcony.
I hear him
Four AM
He’s up for worms
You know.
Some other birds
Sing later.
The Jay or finch
Or crow.
But robin beats
The dawning
Whatever weather brings.
He hopes, he toils
Forgets the strain.
And chiefly
As he sings.
This little friend
Brings comfort.
And I in bed awhile.
Or rising to
The keyboard.
With lines like these
I smile.
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