This mornings’ chorus
was a shambles
Each bird just going for it

No harmonising 
No collaboration
No audience awareness 
No attention to detail
No facebook post, no selfies

Just an open throated and full bellied
desire to celebrate nothing more 
than this day’s dawning

My delighted morning ears
stirred my body 
my dreamy night brain fell away
and a wee kiss good morning woke my heart

Having taken strict instructions 
from the wayward birds
I rolled out of bed and into the day
oblivious to anything expected of me