I see Cardinals
reminding me
of the dead.
So bright & red,
they chirp beautifully,
sing a wondrous melody
above my head,
going nowhere
& I think,
perhaps,
I am better off
being a singing-bird
with vibrant plumage,
flying.
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
I see Cardinals
reminding me
of the dead.
So bright & red,
they chirp beautifully,
sing a wondrous melody
above my head,
going nowhere
& I think,
perhaps,
I am better off
being a singing-bird
with vibrant plumage,
flying.
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