A Robin's Bath
A Robin's Bath
Poem
A flash and flicker of dripping wings,
A wet red breast that glows
Bright as the newly opened bud
The first red poppy shows,
A sparkle of flying rainbow drops,
A glint of golden sun
On ruffled feathers, a snatch of song,
And the robin's bath is done.
Notes
Written by Evaleen Stein.
Thanks and Acknowledgements
Illustration from "The Birds of Australia" (1891).
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