#theearlybird

THE EARLY BIRD

I have only head the early bird who wakes before first light

I have never seen her beauty even when the moon is bright.

 

There was a time I’d try to find her as her song drifted on the breeze

I would search the rooftops, and the bushes and the flowers and the trees.

 

But I stopped my hunt to see the early bird…even under the brightest moon

When I realized as I was searching I forgot to listen to her tune.

 

Now when I hear the early bird…when I hear her morning song rise

Not only have I stopped looking for her…I often close my eyes.

 

For I have learned a lesson…taught to me by the early bird…

That not all beauty must be seen…some beauty must be heard.


 

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