Feb 2016
SWEET CARDINAL
By Lisa Ann Noe
So distinguished, sits a cardinal in the light,
Drenched with the cold driven snows of white.
It grabs a twig from off the tree,
It doesn’t realize, with my eyes I see.
I suppose he will use it to make a nest,
Where all winter long he’ll take his rest.
The male is a beautiful shade of red,
And has a small cone upon his head.
He spots his food from in the sky,
He is quite the industrious little guy.
One lone Cardinal upon a branch,
He feeds every day here at my ranch.
words: 101
© Copyright 2016 ~Lisa Noe~kittylove
By Lisa Ann Noe
So distinguished, sits a cardinal in the light,
Drenched with the cold driven snows of white.
It grabs a twig from off the tree,
It doesn’t realize, with my eyes I see.
I suppose he will use it to make a nest,
Where all winter long he’ll take his rest.
The male is a beautiful shade of red,
And has a small cone upon his head.
He spots his food from in the sky,
He is quite the industrious little guy.
One lone Cardinal upon a branch,
He feeds every day here at my ranch.
words: 101
© Copyright 2016 ~Lisa Noe~kittylove
This poem is the winner of the Charlott Nolan Award of Excellence in Writing given from the Mountain Masters of Writing and art in Harlan Kentucky 2015.
