To others, you were just a robin-
Singing at dusk by a caravan.
You were so much more to me. You see, I felt you knew:
Knew that this was special. This few days together.
You understood that we were there to stay.
We were your audience, and you performed. Beautifully.
You even granted us a lie-in. As if you waited to hear us up
Before singing the morning in.
Even at the very end, you blessed our departure
And I hear you still.
© Tom Tide 2016