Looking out my window
Much to my delight
There sat a little bird
He sang with all his might
His feathers a little ruffled
His pitch a tad off key
But never have I heard such a beautiful melody
I watched him sing for hours
Or so it would have seemed
He flew off rather quickly
As our eyes lock through the screen
I waved bye to his shadow
That's all he left behind
To be serenaded in morning hours
Brings to me a smile