a smile corners of the mouth stretch up teeth showing eyes laughing like sunlight like skies opening up after dark, gray clouds to reveal... sunshine.
A stream of cardinals Red as cardinals Not as numerous perhaps as the Cardinal Numbers All added up But numerous nonetheless Chittering in their bird voices Leaving the nest with Their beloved patriarch who After all, is but another Bird.
bitter as cold can be
and sweet as spring
beautiful as all seasons put together
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