He led a dangerous life
and the window that haunts us all
finally caught up with Robin Red-Breast
Did he realize his demise was at hand
as he saw himself in that last instant of life?
None can say for certain.
His kith and kin feast on the red berries of a nearby tree;
As I bury him they watch on,
celebrating the life he no longer has.
Yet, In his death their is still life;
To this tree sprout that grows next to the grave,
Robin Red-breast will continue to give.
