Saturday, February 26, 2022

NEW POEM BY C

 

First bird out, the cardinal
fluffs and flusters round the feeder
scattering the overnight snow.
His missus arrives to breakfast
at a clean table.
Such a fine and conjugal bird!
"I'll warm up the car," says my husband.
Through the window I see him
brushing snow off the windshield
with his right wing.
 
 
 
Backstory: C witnessed this cardinal event yesterday morning. My real-life action was snowblowing the drive. The photo above was taken a couple of weeks ago.
 

1 comment:

  1. But you did brush snow off the car the day the garage door was stuck. I just condensed two days.

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