The songster carols every morn
To welcome in the day newborn
As day’s first light and sunbright rays
Enter my room through branchy maze
And weave around my window shades
To stripe my floor in bright cascades.
And now as evening falls, again
I hear that happy song begin,
A lullaby to close the day
And bid the sun to go away
Until the moon has come and gone,
Then to return with break of dawn.
Note: Listening to a little songbird singing outside my dorm room window one morning and evening this past week inspired me to write this short tribute. After months of silence during my time at school, the birds have suddenly emerged and begun to carol everywhere on campus. I would have expected them to be active in the late summer and fall, not in the middle of winter with snow and freezing temperatures, but who can know the mind of a bird?