WHISTLING

Whistling whistling though it is still raining the whee birdy still promptly whistles it's song at dawn a chorus it still sings promtly at dawn/ sunrises, the rain comes down and still she sings her song so promptly at dawn on the dot as the sun rises even though the clouds hide the sun and her light the whee bird sings her song so bright, an in chorus with the rest of the flock she sings her song at the top of her pitch to the sky geting brighter to the singing geting higher to the inevitable day a rising an awakening the forth coming bright and chearful day all because I heared her song braking into dawn today.