Wouldn't you dance for love

Robins hop across our lawn like moonstruck lovers...

Robins are always welcome in our yard as 

they look for earthworms and fallen berries... 

Singing a song of hard times and and a place to dine 

They love fruits and berries, and sweet cakes... 

even pastry dough that Mom has rolled with leftovers 

Their happy attitudes are contagious and sweet... 

as they find a mate to build a nest of twigs and string 

Robins are gregarious birds and often dance two by two... 

Wouldn't You.   

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I adore Robins. We have them nesting in our garden at the moment Pat. So busy collecting juicy grubs to feed their young. Their nest is hidden in the ivy trailing over a boundary fence. I enjoyed your lines so much. Beautiful imagery, particularly of those pastry pieces being left for the robins by thoughtful mom after her baking was complete. Plenty of nostalgia in this write. I thought of my own Nan and her love of birds. I just love the joy that these little creatures share with us. These little creatures can lift your spirits on a dull day. I can picture your Robins dancing to Brahms. What a delight that is. Sending you and yours warm greetings from across the pond Pat. In these days of lockdown we are spending most of our time in our garden. Thank goodness for nature.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... it is true... we have grape vines to plant tomorrow. We all need to borrow all the contentment we can enjoy to make it through tomorrow. Rhyming is getting to be a habit. We leave organic Carrots out for the Rabbits and unsalted peanuts for the Crows and Squirrels. Today I saw a Blue Jay fly off with a peanut in his Beek... so funny! Where do they take these peanuts when they fly away... other neighbors' yards?? Thanks for sharing your love of Robins. Their eggs are a Robin egg Blue. Enjoy the Dance of Spring. truly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Bluer than Robins eggs. I can remember Joan Byers singing that, about a love's eyes. I think she was singing about Dylan in Diamonds and Rust. A most beautiful song. Your yard for sure is birdie heaven Pat. They must count their blessings when they come across your place. No wonder they stay :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... yes... I googled and discovered that Joan Bias sang that song. Roger recalled the song. I was raised in a religion that left little time for music songs of the day... so I am thrilled to hear that son in my silver/golden years. So sweet of you to share, truly, Pat

[Fran Marie]

A welcoming sign
of spring they are
have some Robins
in the backyard ..
dancing about.

had a mama robin
also build her nest
atop my front porch
light..a few years back
I didn't dare disturb her
she was the boss..lol
enjoyed your poem Pat
nicely penned..

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Fran... lovely that you had a Nest of Robins atop your front porch light. Yes, we go out of our way to make them comfortable. I love them more as each years goes by... they are friends from my childhood... the first bird I remember as I walked to school in the Springtime. Trust you are safe and well! fondly, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I'm sitting up now listening to the first birds of dawn twittering and chirping their songs. What would love or life be worth if we couldn't dance for pure joy once in awhile? Loved the write. F.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian... lovely to hear the birds twittering at the break of dawn. Yes, we should dance 💃 whenever we have a chance. So happy you enjoyed my write about Robins. They love to dance about on the Lawn. Have a blessed day, and be safe and well. Fondly, Pat

[redzone]

my back yard are a haven for Robins, always singing up a storm and story to listen too.... lovely poem Patricia, you are a real bird lover.... thank you for sharing this poem, I enjoyed reading it as I watched them hp around....

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Curt... I am blessed to watch so many birds up close as they eat the seed on the ledge on the Deck when I observe them from a large kitchen Window. The Morning Doves are gentle and trusting and the Cardinal are very cautious. The blue jays are teenage rascals... and so it goes. Chickadees are very theatrical and the Wise Owl thinks he is Shakespeare reincarnated. What a Hoot. Enjoy the Spring and all the Birds. truly, Pat

[poetgurl]

Robins are so beautiful, This write is wonderful as well as lovely. Enjoyed

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kimmie... glad you enjoyed hearing my True story of Robins in my Yard. They do dance (hop) around and spend a lot of time on the ground. “Google” gives so much info about their habits. Have a wonderful day and be safe and well. truly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Carefree and hopping on a newly mowed lawn....who wouldn't be dancing? Such a lovely scene you describe here. Doing a mating dance with you as their audience. Sweet! Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lydi... I really enjoy the Robins in our front yard for a few weeks now. They never go to the Deck in the back of our home. Google says they prefer being on the ground and advise people to put platform feeders in the ground for them. The Robins like worms and berries that have fallen to the ground. There really are European Robins which are in the Photo at the Top of my poem. There are Hungarian Robins. Thanks for your endearing review. Your friend, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Fun, nostalgic and informative. Beautifully said with lively descriptions. How inspired we can from nature and how grateful for the Divine and creature. It takes two to tango and it takes willingness to make it go.
Enjoy spring and such...

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sami... it is a rainy day the end of April and I am happy to read your review.
The creation of Birds is a beautiful gift... very inspirational to hear their song and dance routines. Robin red breaths are so endearing and close to my heart of hearts. Trust you are safe and well in the arms of God’s enduring love. truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Robin Red Breasts are the first bird of Spring romance as they dance and Begin the
Beguine. Pat

[Sami Khalil]

6wow. So true and well said. You are welcome.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is so sweet, and yes, Robins are tough...first to come out to let us know spring is coming, sometimes it's still February and we see them brave the cold. Nothing like a little Brahms to warm the winged soul.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... you are such a Tonic. My father's family was Hungarian. I bought a large 2020 Calendar in January with a Hungarian Robinon the front. So of course it is natural for me to be a bit crazy. We do have Robins that walk all over our large front Lawn.
I read that Robins tend to eat on the ground, and it is best to put a feeding platform on the ground for for them. A Robin is the first Bird I remember when I was five or before. They are definitely a part of my family tree. Yes, I love Hungarian Music; I am a Gypsy at heart. Thanks for a charming review. truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Hungarian Robins have found their way across the
Ocean from Budapest... to be our Guest...
They love to dance Johannes Brahms Dance No. 5.
We can just imagine the sound of Violins.