by Jim Farfaglia



For now, sweet cardinal,

so red and sprightly,

you will be my light.


These days the world is heavy,

drowsy from the darkness

and frozen in winter’s clutch.


But each morning, you come

to perch on my evergreen,

awaiting your turn at the feeder.


Oh, how your brightness pecks a hole

through winter’s shroud!

And for now, my light, that is enough.

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