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Another poem. It's in a story form. I hope you like it.

Dedicated to no one special
Xtended version dedicated to Sophie_6~
(Xtended version found on quizilla)

"The Robin"

I hear the call of the robin's voice.
A soothing call ringing out,
To reach the corner of the world,
And find a place to rest no doubt.

The robin flies above the ground,
above the trees, above the sky.
Flying, flying, for a place,
but alas, all the homes are passing by.

The robin sits, alone and sad,
To think without a sound.
But soon it will take off again,
Until the place is found.

Today the robin found a place,
To fly and sport with glee.
To work a little and play a lot,
To feel released and free.

Now it faces the challenge,
of finding a friend who cares.
And once it's found that special bond,
It will keep them in its prayers.

The friend is found! The robin's pal!
Hark! It shouts in pleasure!
That call is howling to the world,
That it has found its treasure.