Mornings with you

Birdsong upon the wind as my new morning does begin

Mornings with you

By Jack Ivey

 

Upon the weeping willow tree a goldfinch sings her song

Beautiful her sound to me, my heart is full of love

The skies they turn a shade of blue that never has been seen

For on this day this little bird does sing her song to me

 

Perfect is her melody this morn amongst the dew

Whistling she sends her sound forever to be true

So happily her harmonies, a part of springtime days

Like flowers o’er the field a bloom in all their magic ways

 

A cool breeze sends her wondrous tune about the countryside

To hear her voice each morning makes me glad that I’m alive

The music of the early dawn to start each day brand new

Affection that does fill my soul on mornings spent with you

 

I listen every morning as I prepare for my day

To hear the goldfinch morning song as it does come my way

So sing to me my little bird your song sent from above

And shower every morning with your perfect song of love

Y

Author's Note

A poem of love and nature

Reviews

[Carolann Dowsett]

So lovely, I found myself under the weeping willow tree listening to the beautiful song of the goldfinch. Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem.

[Jack...]

It was my pleasure, thank you for reading it.

[Sami Khalil]

A beautiful song of love that pleases the ears and serenades the hearts . All we need some music to go along .... A good write as always dear poet ...

[Jack...]

Thank you so much. This is what I find when I look out my window with my eyes closed.

[Sami Khalil]

^^~^^ :)

[Quill~]

This is a beautiful love song from the heart. (The weeping willow tree is a wonderful imagery) A lovely write.

[Jack...]

Thanks, I have always been partial to the weeping willow and how it sways in the wind.

[rnuff]

This is so lovely and sweet, Such an amazing write.

[Jack...]

Thank you, I am happy you enjoyed it.