Poem April 25, 1903 Issue

The Robin's Song

LAVILLA E. ALLEN.

There was a pretty robin with a lovely russet vest,
And he sang so quaint and queerly as he sat beside his nest.
That little children listened to hear the glad sweet song.
And this is what he sang to them, the whole day long,
"Cheer up, dearie, cheer up."

Above his head the apple blooms arrayed in pink and white,
Took the message and responded with a perfume of delight,
And every dainty blossom seemed wide awake to hear
The robin gaily singing, with voice so blithe and clear,
"Cheer up, dearie, cheer up."

A child looked up and whistled the pretty song of love,
And the robin bent to listen from his leafy nest above,
Then joined the happy chorus till the orchard rang with joy,
At the singing of the robin, and the whistling of the boy,
"Cheer up, dearie, cheer up."

And some whose hearts were weary took courage at the song,
The way was not so dreary, the path was not so long,
For Love Divine had lightened the burden of the day,
And each went gladly singing along a shining way,
"Cheer up, dearie, cheer up."

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