There’s a woodpecker on the windowsill
But the sill’s not made of wood!
He’s banging away at the metal trim
And I don’t think that he should!
Tiny dents from his pointed beak
But he simply can’t break through.
He seems a little annoyed with it all
I wonder what he’ll do!
Persistent little fellow for sure,
But I think he’s had enough!
With one last peck he flies away
Guess his beak is not that tough!
© Annabel Sheila
Sheila
Daniel
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
My favorite "woodies": the red-headed woodpecker and the pileated woodpecker.
Regis
This moves at such a good pace. Once again you write such an enjoyable and very vivid poem! I lurve your poetry!!!!
Happy Valentine's!
Christine
Your friend, Mark
Namaste.
I keep 4 feeders full, including a suit feeder. 3 of them the squirrels can get into- so things end up messy.
The woodpeckers go for the suit- if the squirrels permit.
It gets very busy out there.
John