Good morning Weathercock:
How did you fare last night?
Did the cold wind bite you,
did you face up to the fright
When the leaves spin from October
and whip around your tail?
Did you shake from the blast,
did you shiver through the gale?
Give us direction; the best of goodwill,
Put us in touch with fair winds.
Sing to us softly, hum evening's song.
Tell us what the blacksmith has done for you.
Do you simply reflect changes
in the patterns of the sky,
Or is it true to say the weather heeds
the twinkle in your eye?
Do you fight the rush of winter;
do you hold snowflakes at bay?
Do you lift the dawn sun from the fields
and help him on his way?
Good morning Weathercock: make this day bright.
Put us in touch with your fair winds.
Sing to us softly, hum evening's song.
Point the way to better days we can share with you.
