Waking

I awake to the sound
of birds singing.
Of laughing Kooka's
and alarms ringing.

I see the sun,
come up from the mountains.
It shines like day,
and gleams like fountains.

The air is still,
yet has a cool breeze.
It reminds me of happiness,
and a calming ease.

I sit up straight
and take it all in.
A perfect morning,
makes me want to sing.