A Red Cardinal

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

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