Mr.Cardinal's good friend

Mr.Cardinal's good friend

Mr.Cardinal arrived every mornin'
To say hello to his friend,
Who lived by the stainless steel bin,
And welcomed this friendly hello sent,
Together they would strut and preen,
And show off their lovely red sheen,
Every dive and every dip
Was mirrored to the last feather tip,
His friend followed every move to perfection
Much to Mr.Cardinal's elation,
Alas, if he could only learn,
That his beloved friend, was his own reflection,
He sought himself in others, you see,
Just like you and me,
Not knowing that beauty of friendship lies
As much in the acceptance of difference as in the similarity.

--shubha