An "R" Poem
Mrs. Robin Redbreast is
Relaxing in a tree.
She’s resting on a little nest,
How happy she must be.
But is she really resting?
Well, it’s not exactly true.
She’s keeping warm 4 tiny eggs,
The eggs are colored blue.
Mrs. Robin Redbreast knows its
Right to sit and sit.
She’ll sit in sunshine, even rain,
And doesn’t mind a bit.
And when they’re really ready,
Then the baby birds come out.
They make a noisy racket,
They are hungry, there’s no doubt.
