Looking across the window this morning
My eyes, searching for satisfaction
To see how my Robin is faring
Up there in daddy's mansion.
Ho! what a beautiful day for all
I shall keep searching
No hope on the telephone call
For Robin is at kitchen, washing.
Fresh wind entertains the new day
As Robin kept whistling my way.
The car race down the street horning
Just as Robin blew me a kiss
'Good morning' her lips were telling
Restoring peace back in one ease.
A Collab with p.a.m
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