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Cardinals (poetry)

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by , April 20th, 2017 at 11:43 PM (260 Views)
I love to watch cardinals hop and play and rustle in the bushes outside my home.
Their little chirps greet me in the morning and at sunset.
They make my heart smile, the way their little bodies dart here and there.
I look at their special red coats and wonder how much God must love the birds, to make them like kings in scarlet robes who race across the sky.
Sometimes they dance in the air and sing in twirling chirps and whistles.
I think they must be singing a love song to the One who fashioned their wings, who gives them air on which to soar, who made them into gentle things that paint the world with their presence, and fill it with their songs.

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Updated May 28th, 2017 at 04:51 PM by Rosyshine

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