I thought I heard a cardinal speak
But how could that possibly be?
The temps are in the twenties
And the parking lot is icy.
Every shrub is rimed with silver
Snow has coated every tree.
How does any bird find shelter
Where uncover any seed?
Still I know it’s not much longer
Till he’ll claim his nesting site
And be callng out to warn the
Other cardinals of his rights
Then entice a tawny female
To co-sponsor their new tribe.
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