There's A Bluebird on Your Windowsill

Last week while playing music at 9 pm at night, a robin landed on the windowsill of my open window. I went to less than a foot from the window and started talking to that bird asking if everything was OK, and did it need any help? It stayed right there and kept looking at me. I told the bird that I’d go outside to see if it needed any help. When I got outside, it left the windowsill and landed on a branch of a honeysuckle bush, close to where I was. Thinking that the nest might have fallen from a branch, I started moving the branches and looking down. The bird stayed right there, less than two feet away and kept watching me, moving those branches. After 6 or 7 minutes, it just flew away. It must have felt that the giant was no help at all. It is one of those things I will never forget. My good friend, Jay, suggested I record this song, which is a Canadian song written in 1947 by a nurse named Elizabeth Clark. The song was a hit for Doris Day in 1949. Hope you like my version for June, 2025.