As the dawn break, the world awakens,
to the chorus sung by feathered friends,
a melody of joy, their voice so sweet,
each chirrup enlivens, our morning greet.
It's indeed a nature's blessing,
fortunate are the ones, hear them calling,
for the grubs, territories or their mates,
but were soothing, to us audience.
A symphony of nature's art,
be it the whistles or a tweet,
every sound is a delightful tone,
spreading energy to a lazy morning.
Waking up to this wonderful view,
they fill the sky with vibrant hues,
and we cherish these cheerful tunes,
as we rise up, starting our day anew.
So, let us appreciate, with grateful ears,
when chirruping noise, banishes our fears,
nature's tiny blessing, that's freely given...
A gift of birdsongs, sent from heaven.
And I wish...
We all wake up to their lovely voices.
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