Good morning, fair cardinal -A Poem by Amy Michelle MosierGood morning, fair cardinal - How are you? How are your children? Your plumage is nearly outdone By the sun’s golden hue. The mattress is firm - My blanket is coolly sheer. What’s that? Come outside, be with us? Sorry, my bed is too cozy a lair.
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