With every morning, along with the sun
Comes the sprightliness of a bird’s song
Whistles along echoes, melodious tunes of joy
That can soften the hearts of the strong
With each day that gives us meaning and new life
A bird’s song is a prelude to ponder
Although sometimes going unnoticed or overlooked
It flutters freely from here onto yonder
In the chaos and busyness life often brings
It’s a reminder of solace and peace
It’s pleasantness and simplicity
Urge imminent hostilities to cease
Harmonious in nature, all in one accord
It’s purpose uplifting and pure
It can soothe the souls of the weary
Offer hope to the downtrodden to endure
We hear a bird’s song but do we listen?
Do we appreciate the gift that they bring?
Are we taking for granted the smaller things in life?
The songs so sweet that they sing….