Hello Mr Robin

Hello Mr Robin where have you been

We have missed you and your cherry breast

Your cheeky chirps and perky cheeps

You flit about up and down here and there

Pecking twerking flying round

We like t when you venture close 

Brave and fearless such a friend

Welcome back we’ve missed you so

Please stay a while before you go. 

My second Mr Robin poem. Inspired by the return of our Robin to the garden after what seems like a long absence. Such friendly forthright characters. 

7th April 2023

My Mate Ken

He’d knock you down and pick you up
And make a set of teeth
He’d buy a pint or two or more
And never let you pay
He’s wily, crafty like a fox
Streetwise, wary, sharp
Loyal and fair
Opinions about everything
He’d argue white is black 
A mate you’d want to watch your back
He’s like a brick, a rock, a mate
A mate who’ll see ya right
A mate who fights for what is right
A mate who’s always there
He’s what a mate is for
A mate in need 
Is a mate indeed
That’s my mate Ken

For Kens 85th Birthday

Alistair J Parker
22.11.15