Woodpecker

 

And while the world is falling ill

Still I hear the woodpecker drill

 

It is that moment when I wake

Before I remember my heartache

The sun is streaming to bring the day

Without a care – please let it stay

 

Birdsong comes and I feel cheer

Before I remember heartache is here

It’s all so strange – a life inside

Away from all others we must hide

 

And while the world is falling ill

Still I hear the woodpecker drill

 

©Wendy Strohm 2020

 

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