Listen to the Poem
A white blanket covers the yard.
Snowflakes fly swiftly threw the air.
There sits a Cardinal on the frozen bush.
Feathers puffed and bold.
Singing a winter tune.
the wet snowflakes melt on his head.
Hearing the creak of a gate, and with one swift movement he lifts into a gentle soar.
Off he goes into the white sky.