First Cardinal

Hey, brother

Where have you been

I haven’t seen you in a long time

The cold has been rough

So I guess I can cut you some slack

How long has it been

Fifteen years or so

The last time we were together

Who knew our futures

Now I live for your visits

The red of your breast

The black of your mask

A cardinal, striking against the snowy backdrop

I stare your way

Anytime you pick a branch

To rest

Funny thing, you stare back

As if to let me know

Everything is okay

It is

Sort of

Because I really miss you, bro.

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