Dear Friends,
Isn't it wonderful to hear birds again? Winter seemed so endless in our garden, their singing was a breath of fresh air! So to celebrate their return, we are including one of our favorite poems:
The Robin is the One
The robin is the one
That interrupts the morn
With hurried,few express reports
When March is scarcely on.
The robin is the one
That overflows the noon
With her cherubic quantity,
An April but begun.
The robin is the one
That speechless from her nest
Submits that home and certainty
And sanctity are best.
Emily Dickinson
Happy Nesting to you all!
With memories in mind,
Ruth and Rose
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