Red Feathered Hut

* A blizzard is coming everyone's in a rush a cardinal pips out a song about mercy then retreats into his red feathered hut~ * People scurrying about gathering things eaves are quickly collecting ivory dust above hacking shovels and sweet gasoline~ * Plowmen and salters are smoothing the ruts wind chimes lie silent as playground swings quietly praying for the strays and the bums~ * Mercifully its over, drifts framing the morning the crooner comes out of his red feathered hut pips out a song about the charity of pine trees~ * 2/10/19