Mirror to My Soul by Heather Mirassou

"Good morning rooster
How do you do"?
It’s the crack of dawn
You cock-a-doodle-do
You sit on your perch pride fully and woo
Standing mighty and bold you call your brood for food

Sleek and graceful you do the cockerel waltz
Strutting vaudeville statuesque
Crowing to proclaim your territory
You stand protecting your roost
Busty and brave
Watching for predators coming your way

The alpha male
Your ear lobes and crown are blood-red like a bird of paradise
Your steel beak as strong as a blade
Your feather mane chestnut drapes over your back
Your breast fuchsia an emerald quill
Your silken tail an extended fan

You run free rein on my ranch
A thousand chickens roost in my barn
You rearrange my garden while pecking for nourishment
Eating up all the insects and brown recluses in my yard
In dust you and your flock bathe
You even watch over the hens eggs

Your calls distinct and powerful
When you are still and content, sweet singing rings
You are friendly to humans
And can even be domesticated
Stay here Roo
We will protect you