Woodpecker on the suet,
He loves it so.
Eyes it from branches,
On the trees, he roams.
Hammering out,
The worms and bugs.
Huge holes he leaves,
On the dead, old trunk.
I love to hear,
His noise on the tree.
Brings me comfort,
I hear, but can’t see.
Darting and flying,
Pileated is huge.
Downy woodpecker,
Small, and cute.
Keep a good stock,
Of suet for them.
Hope they’ll return,
Again, and again.
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Author:
WriteBeLight (
Offline) - Published: May 6th, 2017 06:10
- Category: Nature
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Comments3
A good one write
Thank you so very much! I love birds. They are the best and so much fun to feed and watch. Thanks!!
Sure I too feed birds in mornings it's really a nice feel
HI HONEY ~ In the Winter when i lived at home ~ We always put out fatballs for the Birds and we did have a GREEN WOODPECKER as a regular visitor. I adore all varieties of BIRDS ~ Feathery Hugs ~ BRIAN
Ha Ha. That is great! When I was young we put out peanut butter in the mesh bag onions came in and dipped them in sunflower seeds. The peanut butter was frozen enough for them to not get their beaks stuck shut 🙂
A fine write WBL.
Thanks orchidee!
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