What is liked

The birds wake me in song,

the sky wakes me in light.

The air wakes me with a chill,

my bladder wakes me at night.

Who wakes the birds to sing their song?

Who wakes the sky to light up the world?

Who gives the air the life that it needs?

With nothing to drink, why must I pee?

I'm not looking for an answer,

I simply like the questions.

just how the birds like their song,

and the tune that its left in.