In the morning I walk

Photo by oldelpachot on Unsplash

In the morning I walk and sing,

When my voice is fresh and can make a tempo bright,

You must like the sound, I ask a bird in the tree.

I feel the melody and push the air from my lungs,

And the bird and I enjoy the day and simple pleasures of life.

“Edelweiss, edelweiss, every morning you greet me, small and white, clean and bright, you look happy to see me.”

The image of a white flower in the snow, –

Cools me down on a humid summer morning and I feel happy with the wind blowing and low dull clouds moving west toward the mountains.