Author Robert Loveman You never see a bird alone, There are always two; Men and women singly moan; Birds know how to woo. The birds are never bachelors, Or spinsters all unblest, They wisely know the happiness Within a sacred nest. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments