A small boy, the age of 4, puts on his winter coat and snow shoes in a rush to race outside and play in the Winter snow. His parents wave to him telling im that he must return before dark. He nods and skips off into the woods. He follows the trail that his dad once showed him. He follows it to a small stream. He looks down at the water. He giggles at his reflection. In the water he also sees a bright red bird, a cardinal. He turns around and looks at the bird. It's scarlet feathers are fluffed up to keep itself warm.It shakes it's head, knocking the snow off it's back.
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