The robin gave up waiting for your gifts
The seeded bread and bits of Cheddar cheese
Before I knew that time goes slow yet swift.
The sudden loss creates a fearful rift
Your honeyed skin is not for me to please
The robin gave up waiting for your gifts
How we drove, and I sang, then we kissed
Who’s that knocking on my door, we teased
Before we knew that time goes slow yet swift.
The face I saw each morning, now I miss
And walking by the lily pond and trees.
The robin gave up waiting for your gifts
In my sense of self, I sense a rift
Like the absence of the sea from Winchelsea
Before I learned that time goes slow then swift
Remember that scared skylark and the bees
The hot cracked earth, dried grass, my memories.
The robin gave up waiting for your gifts
Then I found that time had gone so swift.
