Cardinal
The years have stolen details from my mind.
Your face, once clear, has faded like a print
Within an album ready to unbind
And plunder from this sadness any hint
Of thinning strands and laughing lines around
The sweetest smile and brightest silver eyes.
I walk across the white, half-frozen ground.
As morning wanes, the wind begins to rise.
The breeze relieves my sorrow like a sigh,
And, suddenly, as if by sacred cue -
A flash of red against the cobalt sky.
A cardinal of brilliant crimson hue!
And as the pangs of grief and joy collide,
I feel your spirit walking by my side.
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