Cardinal Pecking On The Window Poem by Saint Eule

The birds are all looking for a little seed,
They only want a little food having no greed.

I once read God cares about the sparrows;
even takes care of all their needs.
How about my little friend the red cardinal,
pecking on my window starting to freeze.

He must have a need - hunger or warmth;
He must be desperate to wake a tired old man.
I must fill the feeders he reminds me again;
he is like a passing stranger maybe that is the plan.

Even though the seed is a little food we share.
We may be entertaining a little angel unaware.

I put on my boots and went out to the tree;
filled up the feeder and heard a small peep.
looked out the window smiling at the red cardinal;
He seemed to say thank you, as I went back to sleep.