I had a visitor today while my patio doors were open.
I flung aside the double doors today
and let the sun flood in the lounge
with light and air and sound
of birds to better stimulate the muse
to write yet more Lent poems.
As though by serendipity,
or maybe curiosity,
a robin just by chance
hopped in, and with a sideways glance
it ventured forth.
Unperturbed this friendly bird
seemed to question if I‘d cease
the pictures and just please
get on with my writing.
So, I did.