Blueless Bird

Why do the birds sing

So early in the dawn?

They’re honeysuckle melodies before my days’ alarm

I imagine they're rehearsing

For some big elaborate show

That I’ve not been invited to

So I should never know

The songs they like to sing

I suppose they’re not too far

From all the songs I sing

when I’m alone late in my car

And if I were the postman

Awake for the afternoon

I’d be the lucky someone

Eavesdropping on their tunes

But I think I like it better

when I sleep late past their call

For all I know perhaps the birds don’t even sing at all

We all know that

Love comes easily to you,

But not the hurt

You’re imperious to blue

I wish I knew

How to sing bout the other colors too