Morning Song

I wake first light and early with the dawn
Greeted by the feathered friends morning song
Quiet winds slip softly pass my window
Invites my spirit come enjoy the show

See morning rays break through the darkened night
Watch orange streaks cast day across the sky
Through filtered limbs the branches silhouette
The feathered chorus rising higher yet

Alone I sit to gather my day plans
Daybreak begs me to join the song began
The trail I know lie out in dark it waits
For me to join the feathered friends today

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