Friday, June 9, 2017

                                                          Cardinals by Lois Armstrong

Cardinals round my windows fly
Like a snow globe of red feathers
I am happily caught within
They circle my room
Where I’ve made my escape
From horrific things

It’s too privileged
My daughter says
To choose oblivion
To be protected
By only good
And beautiful birds

Sara Mathews     June 2017
Artwork by Lois Armstrong  (used with permission)

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