Redbird in the Honeysuckle

Fierce winds blow from the north

Barging across the UCC athletic field

Buffeting the immoveable headstones

Before crashing into the church

Bowling down the hill

Bouncing and threading its way

Around the three houses above us

Banging into our domicile

Back of our backyard

Among bare branches of Honeysuckle

Birds hop about the invasive brush

Bluejay, chickadee and cardinal

Boisterous crows caw while

Brave hawks soar on the biting wind

Below, the foot of snow is no more

Blizzard, not quite, but still well remembered

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