April Morning Serenade

Inspired by the experience, I had to write about it

 

Early on an April morn, before the sun came up

I made a pot of coffee, and poured myself a cup

I’d barely sipped a sip or two when I did surely hear

A songbird singing sweetly, it’s voice so high and clear

Quietly, I sneaked outside, hoping I could see

That early morning soloist who sang so beautifully

Before the dawn as I looked on, across the road he sat

Upon the neighbor’s mailbox; can you imagine that?

An audience of one, perhaps, I listened to the song

A serenade of purest sound; not one note was wrong

Early on an April morn, before the sky grew light

God sent me down a singer to start my day out right

Author's Note

I wrote this in April of 2010, and now it's a year later. When I walked outside with my cup of coffee this early morning, there on the same mailbox was a bird singing its heart out. I wonder--could it be the same one?

Reviews

[Twilight]

First, I need an update. Was it the same one.? Anyway, I too; enjoy watching our local birds (including the ornithological kind). Their patterns of movement, behavioural differences between different species; and those who sing in their own unique ways. Occasionally, I have even witnessed them squabbling; jostling one another for food (from our wooden bird table). Your poem rhymes nicely too, and I hope that your morning routine continues to be as calm and pleasantly predictable; as depicted here. Thanks for sharing.!

[Samuel Dickens]

Thank you. I couldn't tell if it was the same one. The song remained the same. (Thank you, Led Zep) I love watching most any kind of animals being themselves.

[White Ink]

"Early on an April morn, before the sky grew light

God sent me down a singer to start my day out right"

Aww so lovely!

[J. Austen]

Gracefullly written- I love the last line ;) It makes me so glad I read it.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Perfect, I have not read anything in weeks and I'm glad I picked this to read:)

[Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of..]

A beautiful piece of literature!
Fantastic imagery throughout with a great rhyming structure
I loved the simplicity of this poem :)

[Christy Sargent]

What a beautiful good morning gift! Yesterday I stood at my kitchen sink talking on the phone when I casually looked up and out my kitchen window. There, just feet, from where I stood at my window lay a beautiful buck. He was having a noontime rest just beyond my tea table that sets back in the trees in the side yard. We watched eachother for quite a long while. He allowed me to take his picture from inside my kitchen (I very carefully had to first remove the window screen). After some time I discovered his lady laying in the woods across the way. She was watching, too. I didn't notice the buck was sporting only one antler until I downloaded the pictures onto my computer. Makes you wonder how he lost the other one. Wild friends are so wonderful and always bring delight. Thank you for writing this one Sam. C.

[Andrew Scorah]

I like this one quirky feel to it.

[The Analog Kid]

Very nice Sam. It's sometimes the simple things that make our day. I wonder if they know just how much some of us enjoy listening to them:)

[Desert Dreamer]

a beautiful song is always a good way to start the day...those birds so often distract me with their joyous singing

[An owl on the moon]

I love your stories, Sam, but your poetry is wondrous as well. This is such a celebration of a new day.. beautiful and lifting! I love to walk here to a river each morning and night, and there's nothing more wonderful than walking to the the music of birdsong.

[just rose.]

I love when this happens, and this was rendered as evocatively as the birdsong that inspired it. :)