The Countryside Conductor

He perched himself upon his stage. He stretched himself up tall. The Countryside Conductor Fanned his wings and beckoned all To join him as he welcomed in A bright new sunny day, To bring cheer to any appreciative heart Who cared to listen on their way. He belted out his melody That lasted right to noon! The sweetest kind of symphony, The merriest of tunes. Other voices harmonised By whistle, croak and tweet. Of different meaning in the bird world, To humankind an aural treat! Somehow too, it makes impact For when we need a lift out of despair, We may find ourselves recalling The conductors tune that filled the air.