He flies to see. The sun rise above the trees.
Puffed to keep warm. Waiting to sing his
glorious song. I should be facing the other way,
so I can watch the sunrise, today. Yet here I face,
this little bird. Watch as he waits patiently for the morn to unfold.
I truly feel blessed to share this morning with such a lovely being.
What a stunning bird
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