The Christmas Cardinal
I saw a sweet cardinal chirp away;
Singing an ancient Christmas Carol
On a frosty Christmas Day;
filling nature with its Canticle.
Winter spread her white kerchief;
The heavens lit Earth's path..
Underneathe the tree, quiet and attentive,
Enthralled I sat there like a good little lass.
No choir ever sang so divinely
Than this little Christmas Cardinal.
Crusoe, Pavarotti or Boccelli
To him can never hold a candle.
Like a good lass I sat listening
As the Christmas cardinal began to sing.
Written Dec 13, 2001 © Mary Aris, All rights reserved