One lovely morning in June at dawn,
A songbird awoke me with his song,
His music filtered into my mind,
Telling me to leave my cares behind.

After breakfast in the yard outside,
The squirrel was trying not to hide,
With the nut that he had found from me,
Left the night before under his tree.

Just two of nature’s simplest creatures,
They formed my morning’s shining features,
Gently did they set myself aglow,
I wondered what other joys would show.