This morning I saw a red cardinal and the yellow forsythia by the garage. This afternoon, the cardinal visited the birch tree branch outside my study window.
POEMS From My Archives
time for lunch
cardinals by a pumpkin
in the garden
colors change
throughout the day
blue jays on branches
in the lilac bush
just beginning
red cardinal in evergreens
almost every day
I wonder what poems
may appear
what I may write
interesting what may
catch my attention
who or what says
“I am the poem this day”
I only know what touches
my heart and soul . . .
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 