Noisy little housewren, tan, grey and ever small
Early morning serenade is my wake up call
Upon my jaded ears your song doth sweetly fall
Oh tiny messenger, great joys you share with all !
Noisy little housewren, tan, grey and ever small
Early morning serenade is my wake up call
Upon my jaded ears your song doth sweetly fall
Oh tiny messenger, great joys you share with all !
There is a quiet that I can’t explain
It is the muted sound of falling rain
Echoing slowly down the outside drain.
The movements start and stop in spurts and splays
Enchanted melodies each raindrop plays
Upon the mind wherein life’s shadow strays !
Oh how I wish that I could sing
Another happy feel good song
Where all the choirbells will ring
And those nearby may join along !
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