4:30 a.m. The window (slightly) open
lets in cool, fresh air
from the wooded outside
The first light of day begins to filter
through slat shades, taking away the
dark of night from the closed
door bedroom. A loud, and
persistent chirp, chirp, chirp and
rising and falling passage of
cheek-a-dee, cheek-a-dee-dee
awakes me from restful sleep
like an early morning alarm
Soon the tweet, tweet, tweet
and ik- a- eek, ik-a-eek-eek
from other nearby birds
join their voices to the
growing winged chorus,
rousing me from bed
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