Bluebird In the Tree

I open my eyes and what do I see But a bluebird staring back at me. He lights on a branch of the tree outside Reminding me of joy in the trappings of life. Happiness and peace should be mine all day long His presence is powerful as I hear his song. His sweet simple chirpings, so gay and so clear I am glad to have him nest ever so near. His simple beauty and colorful glory His rusty red chest swelled up tells a story. The eggs will soon hatch, the nestlings will fledge The chirps and the sounds coming all from the hedge. Another day dawns and a bluebird I see Lighting up in the tree staring back at me.