When on a summer's morn I wake,
And open my two eyes,
Out to the clear, born-singing rills
My bird-like spirit flies.
To hear the Blackbird, Cuckoo, Thrush,
Or any bird in song;
And common leaves that hum all day
Without a throat or tongue.
And when Time strikes the hour for sleep,
Back in my room alone,
My heart has many a sweet bird's song --
And one that's all my own.
When On A Summer's Morn
William Henry Davies
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Poem topics: alone, heart, sleep, summer, time, sweet, tongue, room, clear, hear, spirit, open, common, throat, Valentine's Day, song, bird, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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