Robins and Other Thrushes

Do you remember the name of the bird you heard?
Whose song is associated with the Sun
Shining through the window blinds
Giving warmth to your stirring face?

The one who dictates morning deliberation
Of whether or not
To rise or rest
For five more minutes,
But all the same
Your day arrives
At it’s first verse?

Anyway…
I’m sorry,
But I didn’t quite catch your name.

When you spoke, all I heard was that bird.

When you spoke, all I did was wake up.

When you spoke, all I did was begin

The rest of my life.