Autumn is here and winter is approaching… So says the red-breasted robin
“Alas! in Winter, dead and dark,
Where can poor Robin go?
Robin, Robin Redbreast,
O Robin dear!
And a crumb of bread for Robin,
His little heart to cheer.”
The Road Less Traveled: Niall's Musings
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took…
“Alas! in Winter, dead and dark,
Where can poor Robin go?
Robin, Robin Redbreast,
O Robin dear!
And a crumb of bread for Robin,
His little heart to cheer.”