The Color of Love
I noticed that a male cardinal who was resting on a branch of a tree seemed annoyed by the cawing crows and the screeching seagulls that think they’re the only ones that have a personal relationship with the clouds in the sky. So this morning I decided to ponder which species of bird goes best with the color of the sky; black like a crow or white like a seagull or red like a cardinal? Then I saw a squirrel climb up the tree and scare a sparrow who was taking a late morning nap so I added the color brown to my debatable mix. Then a beautiful female cardinal landed on the branch of the tree where the male bird was perched and I suddenly remembered seeing two swans necking in the lake near where I lived and started to wonder about the color of love.
Copyright © Howard Dion | Year Posted 2016
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