I see a little Robin looking down at me.
He's playing hide and seek from a tree.
And he's took away that November rain.
And just like last time, eased my pain.

Thank you Robin, my Robin red breast.
The sun now shines, I'm feeling blessed.
I know it's a sign when all said and done.
See you next time, my loving little son.

Farewell as you take to the now blue sky.
I know this won't be our last Goodbye.
Sit on the roses next time, rest your wings.
And let me hear how a little Angel sings.

(For Joanne and Family)