Christmas Cardinal

Single cardinal in the tree,
Barren branches so I can see
His bright color of crimson red,
As I stare at him, he turns his head.

I wonder why he is alone,
No mate with him, just on his own,
No other bird can be found,
In tree, in bush or on the ground.

He continues to linger on the limb,
This solitary cardinal looking so prim,
Neither eating or singing he just stares at me,
Is he a sign or a symbol for me?

Ten minutes have passed and still he stays,
No other bird has visited not even a Jay,
I begin to wonder if he is here for me,
Maybe it's Dad I want to believe.

My Christmas Cardinal remains five minutes more,
But it seems it's me he only has eyes for,
So I am going to believe that Dad visited me today,
I wish my Christmas Cardinal came everyday.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Leffanta Avatar
February 6, 2019 at 4:03 PM
Nicely done! Aloha! Rico
Kerttula Avatar
February 7, 2019 at 4:12 AM
Thank you, Rico!
Krutsinger Avatar
February 6, 2019 at 6:09 AM
Judith, cardinals are supposed to be messengers from our loved ones in heaven. The weird thing is, I often have six to eight here at one time, and I do not think I have that many loved ones in heaven. I feel your Dad did visit you though, for you had the soul connection, and thank you for making it into a beautiful poem.
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February 6, 2019 at 6:27 AM
Thank you, Caren. I felt I had that connection with him. Love Cardinals they are so beautiful...Greatly appreciate your comment.
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