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Daddy's Cardinal

There is a cardinal warm

red against the sparkling

white snow falling softly.

And he gives me hope,


like the little red cardinal

of my Daddy’s childhood,

who must have followed

Dad all the granddaddy’s


fields’ way, farm to town,

country to hospital, determined

to give the little child’s faith

a lift over his red scarlet fever.

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