Red Robins are like buses
I wait patiently each day
When I least expect them
in pairs they come my way

They come in to my garden
never resting in a good spot
I try to get a great photograph
never getting the perfect shot

I think they come to tease me
flashing their feathered chest
All I want is a snowy photo 
of a Robin and his red breast

Photo credit to Mr Robin Ree as I couldn't get one myself. ?