, originally uploaded by aryllascott. As I got up at 4 AM, I heard the heartfelt song of this robin. Pulling back the curtain, I saw him right outside my window in a barren bush --the photo is fuzzy because I snapped it through the screen.
I smiled at him because I realized that if robins sing before the snow goes then it must be true that hope arrives before the end of difficult times, and even sings a sweet song to keep us moving forward.
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