A Junco Sang



I asked the bird what it meant, this song he sang
Yellow, said the bird, and all the roses of dawn
  
But what does it mean, this song you sing
Blue, answered the bird, of clear sky and waters
  
Again I asked him about this song he sang
Green the bird replied, of leaf, garden and lawn
  
But colors are not what I hear in your song
Then Sing! said the bird, the colors will be yours