Thursday, May 16, 2013

Cardinal {A Poem}


The red feathers of the cardinal
Are not often seen
Therefore the sight is exciting
And causes one to feel happy.

What if we saw cardinals every day?
The sight would no longer be a novelty
The color red would soon annoy
And that can never go smoothly.

I fear that I am a cardinal
Once a joy and now a pain
By coming to stay am I only ruining
The friendships that were once everlasting?

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