A Cardinal Encounter
Behind a fence were piles of leaves
The trees had lately shed
And as I passed, my eye picked up
A flash of something red.
I stopped and looked and out it popped,
An unexpected sight –
A cardinal, enrobed in red,
Which filled me with delight.
I don’t believe, as many do,
This sighting signified
A visit from the dead or that
Good luck was thus implied.
I rarely see this bird, though,
Yet my morning did begin
With a cardinal encounter
Nowhere near the Vatican.
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