Laying comfortably in bed,
Looking out the window,
The bright blue sky soothes the mind,
Not a cloud can you find.
A cheery bird sits on a branch,
Thats swaying to and fro,
In her mouth a piece of bread,
Her babies waiting to be fed
A dog barking in the street,
Screams of an unlucky postman,
He drives off in his van of red
As i lay comfortably in bed
Laura McDougall
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunday-morning-4/
