The Woodpecker Poem by Jean Mallette

The Woodpecker

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Where do you suppose
The Woodpecker goes
When he carries those
Little crumbs away?
Across the lake, and
Across the land,
Clutching in his hand
A parcel of hay
For his little ones,
The Woodpecker runs.
For just a few crumbs,
He spends all the day
Flying to and fro,
But ne'er will I know
Just where he will go
Each time he flits away.

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