It had been a mild winter The storms came late A surprise snowfall brought whiteness and quiet Then I learned the sad news. Death is not easy But we do not know That our night may not be somewhere else a dawn. This morning I saw our red cardinal friend He has been a frequent visitor to our yard We have come to know him well Visitor in winter Harbinger of an ever-returning spring.
In memory of my father, Fred Oberg
1910 – 1999