When up aloft
I fly and fly,
I see in pools
The shining sky,
And a happy bird
Am I, am I!
When I descend
Towards their brink
I stand, and look,
And stoop, and drink,
And bathe my wings,
And chink and prink.
When winter frost
Makes earth as steel
I search and search
But find no meal,
And most unhappy
Then I feel.
But when it lasts,
And snows still fall,
I get to feel
No grief at all,
For I turn to a cold stiff
Feathery ball!
The Robin
Thomas Hardy
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Poem topics: grief, happy, sky, winter, bird, earth, steel, frost, cold, stand, drink, shining, feel, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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Carolyn: It's a great poem to use to practise with as it has the gamut of emotions that students can play with.
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