One, two three 💚❤️💙

Amidst this early onset of our Springtime on such a glorious day

And I love to hear this feathered friend I really have to say

Though he is oblivious to me as he is hammering his hidey hole ricochet..
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Of course he has got me marching to his beat

My brow is perspiring feeling this heat

With my walking shoes on my energised feet

Sinking betwixt softness from that morning dew on this mossy peat..
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Then “Oh my goodness gracious” amazingly

I hear not a solitary woody Woodpecker tapping, but one, two, three

Each one is on a moorland mission as busy as can be