New Morning

Perched on the broken twig

Chirping to the morning sun

The warm rays shining bright

The glorious light bathing us all


The jagged ends of the twig

Bruise my feet it holds

The morning song, I have sung

The cheer to the world


Spreading my wings

I flap to fly away

The dark clouds now far away

The fear no longer there


The storm long gone

And all is quiet

The cries no longer loud

The rush no longer heard


Perched on a broken twig

I see all pass away

Calling the morning sun

To cast it warm glow