In a Catalpa Tree I hear a semi-whistle, A semi-chirp,
a semi-warble  Filled with mirth. 
There are birds outside my window. 

They greet me with a morning song. 
To "Rise and Shine", doesnt take long.
There are birds outside my window. 

"Thank You, God."   For without the Sod 
there would not be  A Catalpa Tree. 
And without a tree  there would not be
Birds outside my window.