When the Shama Sings--By Molly Moore--United States

When the Shama Sings

His morning twilight repertoire

Keeps me mesmerized.

As the most gifted songster, by far,

No wonder he is so highly prized.

Voicing his sonorous trill after trill

Does he have a message to deliver?

Or is he just enjoying the thrill

Of music that sets my heart aquiver?

He creates new warbles and melodies

At the dawning of each day

So I scan the pomelo and plumeria trees

As his performance gets underway.

I have often heard about happiness

That it's really life's simple things

That contribute the most to well-beingness -

Like when the Shama sings!

Note from the poet: Because of his beautiful song, the Shama is often kept as a caged bird.

Molly Moore returned to Hawaii after completing her nursing education in Seattle, Washington. Perhaps her previous career as an international flight attendant is what launched Molly’s "flights of fancy" into poetry. A love of rhythm and rhyme sparks her creative side, especially while outdoors in nature.