I have my morning coffee

On my back porch in leisure

And who should come to visit me

A cardinal to give me plesure.

In this old post oak tree

He flutters from branch to branch

Amoung the leaves he looks and hops

Just searching for what, on Calico's Ranch?

To the ground he looks for bugs

Then back into this old post oak tree

He does this several times and then

Over he flies to my peach tree, I see.

This smarty cardinal knows what's good

He only pecks at the good ripe one

The peaches do have lady bugs

When he flies, will there be none?

In the yard, his hen arrives

Then he flies over to check on her

They peck at this blue flowered weed

He fed her a bite: I saw it occur.

The two of them hopped thru the hdeges

Growing beside of my garage wall

Then off they flew to the old oak tree

Tomorrow, will the Cardinals come to call?

Vina Carathers

June 8, 2001