Analysis of A Poem on Christmas Day

Christmas Day the sky is white with fog
Christmas Eve layered snow
upon every hill and slope

and every bough
of every tree
tangled branches

of each bare ash and elm
and on every limb
on every juniper and fir and spruce

but instead of basking in
the tranquil scene
steeped in peace and hope and joy

I’m disappointed
that there’s no cardinal
hiding here within