A sunny cardinal in the tall, snowy evergreen tree
Wore a shining coat the shade of red berries so joyfully.
While I looked dreamily outdoors towards the small, white,
I wished for summer days where pine boughs had donned cottony hoods.
Suddenly then the brilliant cardinal all at once took flight
With feathered wings opened up and a flying path, very bright.
A quiet wonderland for all lasted in powdery white.
The world beckoned with shimmery hands and its silvery might.