bleak autumn evening Edgar Allan Poe rap, rap, rapping at my door
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Tapping Bird
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….