Dawn

Dawn is but a symphony
Ears open to the song
Of each soprano cardinal
Calling far and long
"Caw, caw," the crows crescendo
As the morning dove does coo
In a soft and graceful manner
One, two, one, two
Just then the alto geese fly by
To punctuate the sound
Of steady chirping sparrows that
Are singing in a round
It's enough to take me
From my sleep
Into a blissful dance
My arms grow wings, I'm out the door
And far beyond romance
And as the sun dries up the dew
I'm high up in the sky
To join the birds' sweet harmony
No time to say goodbye