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The Cardinal is my totem bird. Every time I go through something difficult, I always seem to have a Cardinal appear, sometimes in multiples. Ten years ago, I experienced a broken engagement, and as I was packing up to move out of the house we had purchased together, there were the Cardinals, sitting right outside the window. My cousin sent me a link to this post "My Favorite Cardinal" on The Daily Heller. I also thought the poem "The Cardinal" is a good reminder to be your own colorful self. I wanted to share it with you. Have a wonderful, colorful weekend my lovely readers! XO Emily
The Cardinal
Not to conform to any other color
is the secret of being colorful.
He shocks us when he flies
like a red verb over the snow.
He sifts through the blue evenings
to his roost.
He is turning purple.
Soon he'll be black.
In the bar's dark I think of him.
There are no cardinals here.
Only a woman in a red dress.





Hello there Emily,
Very nice way to start the day is to click through to your blog. Beautiful as always.
You inspire us.
Cearan
Posted by: Cearan | Monday, August 01, 2011 at 09:50 AM