Morning Serenade
Moses and Baby Blue are chattering.
It's how we start our day.
In the early hours of the morn
they begin with the sun's first ray.
They are my early risers
of the seven birds residing here
and when they first wake up
they chatter loud and clear.
The canaries are the lazy ones,
taking longer to make noise
but an hour after the budgies start
you'll hear the singing of the boys.
The finch is just so quiet.
He rarely makes a sound.
You'd never hear him anyway
with the other noisy birds around.
I've no need for a radio
and no need for T.V.
With my morning coffee
'bird music' serenades me.
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2011
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