HAWK-EYED FOR A ROBIN
- Dark Poets Club

- Sep 19
- 1 min read
By Kezza G

He’s alone.
She’s gone.
To the ever after
Slipped under the crumbs thrown on the coffin,
thrown to the birds,
The robin, hawk-eyed. pauses to acknowledge the words,
‘Goodbye, darling wife,
I’ll soon take flight,
to join you-
from the thorns of grief,
from the fallen petals of life.’



