The Cardinal

Deep in the woods

On a tall cedar tree,

A little red cardinal

Sits fast asleep.

 

When morning dew falls

On his bright coat of red,

He ruffles his feathers

And raises his head.

 

Flapping his wings

He flies to the ground,

And pecks at the seeds

That are lying around.

 

“Chee-err! Chee-err!”

Calls the little bird,

And an answering call

From the trees can be heard.

 

Out of the forest

Flies a bright-beaked female;

And the cardinal hops to her,

Twitching his tail.

 

Together they sing,

Then away they fly

Toward the sun that is rising

In the eastern sky.

Author's Note

I wrote this poem as a tribute to the lovely pair of cardinals who live in my yard. They are such an adorable couple!

Reviews

[Naomi Renée]

Thanks! Glad you enjoyed it. Yes, birds are incredible creatures, and so amazing and enjoyable to watch and study!

[Mehul Rwat]

Absolutely lovely poem. I like birds and I think I should write upon the subject.