THEY'RE BACK

Look out my window and what do I see,
Some darlin' feathered friends, two or three.

They're bouncing on the lawn, so gleefully,
Returning once again to keep me company.

These tiny pals, they're telling me this,
We're here ushering in a great, big wish.

Spring and warm weather aren't that far away,
Robin redbreasts are back for their usual stay.