I love the sight
Of cardinals at twilight,
Flying to the feeders
One last time in the dusk
And tinking softly each to each
Like a team of red-clad ushers
Opening the theater of night.
©2011 John I. Blair
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I love the sight
Of cardinals at twilight,
Flying to the feeders
One last time in the dusk
And tinking softly each to each
Like a team of red-clad ushers
Opening the theater of night.
©2011 John I. Blair
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