Poem of the Week

In light of the spring season, I thought I would post a poem about the dawn of spring by Louisa May Alcott:

TO THE FIRST ROBIN

by: Louisa May Alcott (1832-1888)

Welcome, welcome, little stranger,

Fear no harm, and fear no danger;

We are glad to see you here,

For you sing "Sweet Spring is near."

 

Now the white snow melts away;

Now the flowers blossom gay:

Come dear bird and build your nest,

For we love our robin best.