“Morning begins with the singing of the bluebird Up with the sun, rise everyone Filling the air is the music of the BLUEBIRD TILL the day is done.” —Piglet
“Morning begins with the singing of the bluebird
Up with the sun, rise everyone
Filling the air is the music of the bluebird
Till the day is done.” —Piglet.
“O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June.—Robert Burns. A Scarlet Tanager.