The songbirds of the morn and eve,
The natural conductors of the orchestra that is life,
Completely composed and fully in tune with their role as protectors,
Life givers, care givers and saviours of deaths knife,

The birds sing for the morning sun,
The birds sing for the night’s sky,
They sing for the re-birth of a new dawn,
And tweet for the night to give courage for the daylight to say good bye,

Their whistling melodies carry far throughout the air,
Sharing stories from the night and news from the day,
Singing homage and saying thanks,
In such a beautiful and calming way,

Sweet songbirds,
High in the trees,
Your bugle hello and trumpet goodbyes,
Keeping us all safe with your words that float on the breeze,

So as another night ends,
And another day begins,
Sweet little songbirds,
Forever may you sing.

Wrote on: 04/05/2025