The birds start singing early in the summer
I hear them before I’m fully awake
And the warm breeze rustles my curtains
And causes the leaves and flowers to shake

When I come downstairs, the sunbeams
Spread from the window onto the floor
And light the kitchen with an orange haze
When I unlock and open the door

We bring our coffee onto the porch
So we can watch the birds while we drink
And you peel a couple oranges for us
While we sit and talk and think

The citrusy smell fills the air
When you set the peels out to dry
You arrange the slices on the plate
And set it on my thigh

It reminds me of when I was little
From sunrise till sunset I’d play
And run to the porch to eat orange slices
To keep the hunger away