Robins and The Dead

Robins and the Dead
-E.Webb

I like the mole found in the ground,

 a dig of  6 feet Deep,
bodily length and one-sided,
of a muddied heap,
Ostracised From eyes in ;weep,
watched by a scantly pair, in peep
belonging to a robins chirp.

 seeming a role give to a robins soul; as a confident to death,

for his Red clash comes today not in greed,
but in a knowing of a heart beat fled,
and resides by side of the dead.

As though invited by the dead themselves 
from a calling below,
and seemed of whom lain at rest ,
their soul seem apart in your red breast,

For act  of instinct ; not so today,
as though a soul has changed your way,

and with an eye that seems wanting to speak ,
you sit on a grave in display,
a showing from a soul in lay.