Birdsong

Unsprung so far
The green in me, my face
Still masked of winter leaf.
But the birds are singing au contraire
A Cardinal eaten by a cat
A spring of feathers signifies
Strewn with beak and scaly legs.
Cheer! Cheer! Cheer! they trill,
They trill. Cheer!  Cheer! Cheer!
They whistle, thrilled.
I ask them why and they advise:
Aren’t you special to survive?

(Special thanks to Patrick Gillespie for haiku prompt)

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