song_of_copper wrote: James wrote: Melissa, your beau isn't me. So, will you marry me? Thanks. No.  Sorry! Much as your taste in music and literature is excellent, you're not a nature-loving physicist-poet, are you?

Enlightenment

There sits a Robin, on the branch of a tree,

looking at the world, rather contentedly.

Below, is sat a man, contemplating life,

head in his hands and holding a knife.

Off flies the robin, chirping and cheeping,

over the fence, twisting and sweeping.

The man looks up and sighs, then groans,

"Sticks and stones, may break your bones..."

The robin appears again, with some food,

a tasty worm, succulent, delicious and good.

"but words will never hurt you, yeah right",

said the man, loudly and with no foresight.

Startled, the robin flew off, frightened,

but returned again, feeling enlightened.

The man noticed the Robin's actions,

disturbed by her unfearful reactions.

He moved the knife towards his heart,

He was emotionally broken; falling apart.

The Robin flew off, landing on his shoulder,

as the man's heart grew ever colder.

"What is it you want with me little bird?

I want to kill myself, I can't be cured"

She chirruped louder, trying to assist,

trying to make the man resist.

"You're not helping, push off! Fly away"

But the little robin, she wanted to stay.

"I told you, fly off, disappear, shoo!"

Annoyed, off the little robin flew.

"Finally, peace at last, must try once more",

He was shaking, more nervous than before.

Then a startling noise could be heard,

Little wings beating, as other robins lured.

"Oh my! What a wonderful sight!".

Lots of little robins, all in flight.

They landed in front of him, chirruping,

He looked at them, distraught, wondering.

"This has to be a message from god!"

Thought the man, giving a slight nod,

"Tell me, why have you forsaken me?"

The robins continued to sing with glee.

"I shall look at life again and be hopeful,

I shall be positive and not so resentful".

Then one solo robin, chirruping loud,

arose from the ground, feeling proud.

"Oh little robin, I thank you, I really do,

I shall try and give my life another go."

She flew over to him, rather sprightly,

landing on his right knee very lightly.

Casually, the man threw the knife aside,

it landed softly behind him, he smiled wide.

The robin looked up at him curiously,

then she flew off, rather flittingly.

She continued on, landing back on the tree,

content, happy, yes happy as can be.

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