Plump robins

They came back a mite too soon, I think. Or maybe they will bring worms to the surface, melt the snow.

They're back
Staked out their spots
In the yard.
It will snow again
Tomorrow.
Oh robins
I rejoice
In your plumpness.
It may carry you
Through
One or two or three
More inches of snow.
The worms still hide.
Your plumposity
Will hold you
For now.