In the morning sunshine
Amid the glistening sunrise
Yadkin River water reflections
Reflect Mirrored trees as signs

Of the awakening day
I hear the woodpecker pecking
This pest of a bird that creates
Havoc on deck post slamming

Staccato beak thrusts
While I door open
Giving a loud tonal “Get Lost”
Instantly winged destructor has flown

To an ancient willow oak
Refuge a natural aviary
Aviary to Its peers above
Where they dive in sorties

To Yadkin rivers edge
Rewound in waves
Until thirst is blessed
For the gaggle of winged wayfarers

Spring distills last frost
Tulip magnolia blooms
India peach tree buds aloft
Lilly white pear tree flowers perfume

The same yet different
Played at similar pace
Tone adjusts to a new scene
With the burgeoning spring grace

03/15/2024