Tag Archives: Margaret E. Sangster

A poem by Margaret E. Sangster about robins and unfinished food.

“A gentleman, dears, in the coming years, / And at present a boy for me.”

“Here’s Christmas at the door again! / There’s never a day so dear”

〜”Where did it come from, I wonder?〜

〜A nest of birds (not) merrily floating down a river〜

“And this is Washington’s glory, / A steadfast soul and true, / Who stood for his country’s honor / When his country’s days were few.”