Feather wings spread wide
Filled with gusts of air
Soaring high outside
In the blue skies fair
He sings his sweet tune
To an unseen mate
Hoping soon she’ll swoon
And love will be fate
Feather wings spread wide
Filled with gusts of air
Soaring high outside
In the blue skies fair
He sings his sweet tune
To an unseen mate
Hoping soon she’ll swoon
And love will be fate
The snow is now gone
Stirring blue bird to wake
In the warmth of a new dawn
Tentative steps with a shake
Casting off the heaviness of sleep
Looking to see what form day will take
Cold spring morning
Bird songs in the air
Frosted grass
That will soon switch
To dripping dew
Early morning snow fall
When the entire world waits
Snug in borrow and neat
Contemplating the trouble
Of rising for the day
A single note breaks