The Birds Woke Up

The birds woke up at six-oh-eight.

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Don McCullough

I was awake in bed, aware that night had ended

but the sky was darkish still.

And then...a bird woke up

and called a greeting, shrill and loud, 

quickly answered by another but perhaps 

a warning to be silent just a little longer.

As I lay there, listening, the world

grew quiet again as both the birds and I

fell back to sleep. Still later, when the sun

rose higher in the sky, the birds and I

would sing again but no one, then,

could stop us.

(c)Ellen Gillette