Being awake since 4:38 a.m. this morning and not able to go back to sleep, I have been reminded of how wonderful the early morning hours are. The air is cool and refreshing. The birds are waking up and singing their songs. It brings to mind one morning when my youngest daughter was very small (around 5 years old) and I was getting her ready for the day. The birds were singing and we both noticed them. I made the comment, “I wonder what those birds are saying.” Without missing a beat she responded in with an easy and matter of fact tone, “Well their telling us how happy they are!” The answer was obvious to her
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As I sit on the couch now listening to the birds chirping their morning songs, I am grateful for this gentle time of morning and the wonderful memory of my daughter’s beautiful perspective on morning birdsong.
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