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Wild Woman pondered.
"If I were a bird,
what kind of bird
would I be?"
She decided:
maybe one of those plastic
bobble-head birds.
But instead of bobbing her head
into water,
she would be the one
banging her head
on a brick wall.
Like the young
neighborhood woodpecker
who spent his first two years rat-tat-tatting
on the metal roof,
before discovering
the Wonder of
Trees!
Ha ha, I can picture this, Sherry!
ReplyDeleteHa!
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
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Bittersweet message here--it could have been the fault of the wall that it took so long to find the trees!
ReplyDeleteHa. You'd make a funny bird.
ReplyDeleteOh, finally, the wonder of trees. Poor little woodpecker.
ReplyDeleteI've never pondered what kind of bird I'd be. Probably because I'm afraid of heights, unless there's a waist-high wall between me and the fall.
K
Haha...made me smile. A bobble-headed bird, huh...I think you have too many smarts to be a bobble head! We have woodpeckers who come routinely to our feeders but also somehow love to rat-a-tat-tat on the house...I don't get it...
ReplyDeleteOh Sherry, thank you so much for giving me a giggle this grey morning.
ReplyDeleteBobble bird sounds fine, depending on the type of liquid in the glass.
Oh, how irritating Mr. Woodpecker must have been. I'm glad he finally figured things out. = )
ReplyDeleteI love this birdie as much as I love wild woman ...
ReplyDeleteSherry you are a gorgeous unique bird! A white peacock perhaps ;D
ReplyDeleteFun to read~