Ode to Robin


Robin is a bird without wings.
But she still flies
Only with her words.

Poetry and song lyrics
spill out of her head
onto paper in 
no particular order
yet they make 
absolute sense;
sometimes.


Never thought we could 
be friends and now,
Now I find myself
Bareing my soul.


So Robin-
the bird without wings;
You gave me hope
You made me see a little clearer.
Nothing else I can say expect
Thank you.