Robins with their marmalade voices
Caucuses of crows
And mourning doves loving the morning sun—
Humming birds never humble in spite
of their size chirp and hum as they fly.
Warblers warble and catbirds crumble
All the songs they ever heard together
Sweet crumbs of song
tumble through rose colored skies.
Then sleepy at evening a robin sings
Its sweet bedtime song.
But most of all
Birds sing at sunrise?