The robin and the bluebird


There once was a robin and a bluebird

A lovely couple were they

None like them in all the forest, in any tree.

Upon their initial induction

Perched upon opposite branches

The robin lifted her breast to the bluebird’s delight

And what a treat for little robin

Were the bluebird’s sapphire feathers.

And so they flew off

In opposite directions

With a song in their heart and voice

Crooning to the treetops and to all who would listen

A melody of love that enveloped the woods.

Meeting frequently at their tree

They chirped and sang and cuddled and loved

And oh how they loved.

So much they learned of each other

As their affections deepened

Discovering that each one in their lives

Had once had their wings clipped

But with bones and muscles intact

They had learned to fly again

In time.

But the scars remained

And when they rubbed each other the wrong way

They couldn’t help but hurt again.

The robin would retreat to her branch

Within eyesight for the bluebird to watch

And mourn for her return.

The bluebird would remove straw from his nest

That reminded him of painful love

But it upset the little robin

Who liked to nestle there from time to time.

And yet this lovely couple

So very much in love

Would not let a little hurt stop their joy

They would sing again

To each other

And comfort each other’s wings

Continuing the song in their hearts

That lifted their spirits

And made them fly.

But one day the bluebird would never forget

The little robin fell from the sky

Life seemed to still within her

As she lay on the soft ground

Her beak unable to make a sound.

And the bluebird came to her

He stayed by her side

Except to fly off and return with her food

And also some straw from his nest

To build one around her

For protection from storms

For shelter from predators

For everything their love was.

So deeply he believed

Day after day caring for her

Knowing in his heart

That she would sing once again.

Then one morning as he lay by her side

And the sun rose over the peaks

He felt something touch his wing

Ever so gently.

He turned his head to her to see

Her smiling at him with bright little eyes

And a full breast of gratitude.

They flew off together to get food that day

And oh how they sang

Never to be silenced again

In their happily ever after.


14 Comments Add yours

  1. crimsonposy says:

    Oh this is so precious!!! So much meaning everywhere. ❀

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    1. Thank you, Simone! πŸ€— I’m so happy you liked it!!

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  2. I am so in love with this poem Gentleman Dave ❀
    There are flutters going crazy in my heart – so wonderful!!!

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    1. πŸ’—πŸ’— I am thrilled that you like it! πŸ₯°πŸ₯°

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      1. The kind of poem that gives a heart wings…xx

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  3. summerhilllane says:

    Why has this love story about birds touched me so deeply? I am crying about it because it is just too lovely. True love is like this. Thank you so much Gentleman Dave.❀ ❀😍

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    1. Aw, thank you, Summerhill! πŸ’— To tell you a secret, more than once during the writing stage I would be fighting tears and have to rub my cheeks wet. πŸ˜₯ But to be able to convey this emotion is a dream for me. I am so glad you caught the feeling. πŸ’“πŸ€—

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      1. summerhilllane says:

        I caught your tears on the page. ❀❀

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      2. Thank you, Summerhill! ❀❀

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      3. Hey you! ❀

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      4. summerhilllane says:

        Hi Gentleman Dave β€οΈβ€οΈπŸ’‹πŸ’‹πŸ€—πŸ€—

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      5. Hope all is well where you are, Summerhill! πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜

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    1. Thank you! 😊😊


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