Choir In the Trees

I turn the porch light on because it’s dark when I go out to find the morning paper. It’s still dark when I start back but when I’m on the porch I reach inside a little bin for bird seed and spread it along the bannister. That’s when the choir starts to sing. It’s too dark to see the birds in trees watching me spread their seed but they thank me with a lovely hymn from the morning tabernacle choir. Donal Mahoney