For two days, a little, lost cardinal has been tapping on our front door, trying to get in. He certainly has been insistent. Tap, tap, rapping at our door. I quickly snapped this picture of the little lost creature. He flew away as soon as he saw someone inside, but he came right back. I wonder if he noticed the light within and wanted to come in or was he more like Poe’s “The Raven” just tap, tapping for Lenore?
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore —
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
” ‘T is some visitor, ” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door–
Only this and nothing more.”
Here’s the whole thing, if you haven’t read the poem, “The Raven,” in awhile, enjoy it. Sorry to sound like a literature teacher. Poe was just so brilliant!