Cardinal
Red brilliance against a backdrop of snow
cardinal hops looking for food. I press
my nose against window and watch
bathed in the morning glow.
Bare branches wave in southerly breeze.
Soft breeze plays a hopeful song,
my waking call for spring.
Copyright © Mike Bayles | Year Posted 2014
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