Robin The Glen

By Atonia

Robin Hood has stolen our hearts but we’ve yet to see him in The Glen

Out in the realm of Fandom he hides without his band of merry men

His secrets he holds close to his breast his whereabouts is unknown

No glimpse of his cloak nor has he a shadow to us shown

But deep in the forest there might be a whisper on the air

A feathery touch upon your face does this mean Robin is near?

Tis only legend some might say…stuff that dreams are made of

But we believe in dreams and we believe in Robin’s love

Oh to be the maid that might catch his eye

Robin’s arrow is sure to be true…oh sigh

Now we wait for he’s bagged our hearts and stolen away

We believe he will come back…he will someday.