-Ray Bliss, Grade 8
I glimpse a cardinalin the skeletonof a leafless tree.I see himdance--a red shadowin the skullof a leafless tree.
Fog clothesthe tree with a brilliantswirling tornado.
But stillthe cardinal dances--smoke, formless, as he weavesa delicate pattern of lace,
as he dancesin the skeletonof a leafless tree.
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