Dawn chorus

First rays of the day
         stream through the skylight
and with them
         the first sounds
as my mind slowly
         scrambles for some
semblance of consciousness

A family of pigeons
         nests nearby
and this morning
         I discover the gift
not of tongues
         but of ears
I hear the loose
         vocals of a female
belting out 
         with great gusto
One day I’ll fly away
         and in a slightly higher
less perfect pitch
         an angelic adolescent
You’re gonna miss me
         when I’m gone
and there unmistakable
         in the background
a baritone smooth
         as you like coos
Can’t get enough
         of your love

John Lyons