We woke early yesterday
As we walked out into the early morning sunlight that peeked through the clouds
Off in the distance,a bell bird could be heard.
Some gentle chirping in the trees
So lovely after all the harsh sounds of the cicadas
The clouds were many colours
Snow White,pale blues through to darker blues and even navy
The wind blew and there was the promise of rain
The railway daisies bobbed their yellow heads
What delights in the early morning.