Cool breeze and golden rays,
Birds are singing cheerful lays,
Flowers spread their sweet perfume,
Chasing every trace of gloom.
Then my eyes begin to search,
For my little friend to perch.
Every beat within my heart
Waits for him to make his start.
Suddenly I hear the sound
Of tiny wings that fly around.
The moment he sees my cup of tea,
He quickly flies and sits near me.
Softly landing on my shoulder,
Making my happy mornings brighter.
From my palm he eats his channa grain,
Like a friend who comes again.
After that he spreads his wings,
Flying off while sweetly singing,
Joining all his friends in play,
To welcome yet another day.
Every morning starts with him,
Filling my heart up to the brim.
Oh, how beautiful life can be,
Starting each day so peacefully.
