The Robin is the One by Emily Dickinson 

“The robin is the one that interrupts the morn 

With hurried, few, express reports 

When March is scarcely on. 

The robin is the one 

That overflows the noon 

With her cherubic quantity, 

An April but begun. 

The robin is the one 

That speechless from her nest 

Submits that home and certainty 

And sanctity are best.”