The First Bird Chirping

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I want to hear the first bird chirp,
I want to listen to it sing,
I would settle even for some warm-up exercises,
I wouldn’t mind a little short-lived chatter,
I only wish to hear that songbird sing.

I want to know when the day truly starts,
I would like to meet the being that starts it,
I hope that someday time may be measured in this manner,
I want to wake up one day to a newspaper in which
I can read “June 28th. First bird— 4:17am. Last bird— 8:52pm.”

I stay awake and listen,
I make sure that all is silent,
I fall asleep to the dull noise of crickets,
I wake, out the window leaves rustling, birds chirping,
I seem to have missed it once again.

I want to hear the first bird chirp.
I want to listen to it sing.
Someday,
Someday.

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