I'm singing for you!

You might find me hiding somewhere in a tree.

And I know i'm not be pretty to see.

But you'll definitively will hear me singing at summer's end,

Letting you know that fall's just around the bend.

I flutter my wings with vigorous force,

Making music as sweet as any radio source.

It's not often someone get's a picture of me hanging out,

I really don't know what I was thinking about.

I must go on my way now to find a spot to burst into song,

Because fall will be here before to long. 

Psalm 33:3

  Sing unto him a new song;

 play skilfully with a loud noise.