Good morning, fair cardinal –
How are you?
How are your children?
Your plumage is nearly outdone
By the sun’s golden hue.
The mattress is firm –
My blanket is coolly sheer.
What’s that?
Come outside, be with us?
Sorry, my bed is too cozy a lair.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
Offline) - Published: October 24th, 2023 15:51
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
Excellent. I love it.
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