The light glistens on the morning dew
As the amber rays peek over the treetops
It is morn for the forest creatures
It bustles with life, thriving with energy
Food scavenging, child caring, but mostly birds chirping
Calls of those of happy
Calls of those of sad
Romantic calls are thrown between two
And rivals fight for what they want
Lightning flashes as the sun disappears
So do the forest creatures
Except for those birds
The rain gives them life, they enjoy the rain
For they also know that after the rain, there comes a rainbow
And with a rainbow comes the sun
And their sweet birdsong starts again.
Ok I realized this is a little different then you are used to, but the meaning is that now matter what storms hit you sing on through and soon your life will shine again.
