Author:  Wilson Rawls
Viewed: 38 - Published at: 4 years ago

I heard the "bam, bam, bam" of a woodpecker high in the top of a box elder snag. The cry of a kingfisher and the scream of a blue jay blended perfectly with the drum like beat. A barking red squirrel, glued to the side of a hackberry tree, kept time to the music with the beat of his tail.
Each noise I heard and each sight I saw was very familiar to me but I never grew tired of listening and watching. They were a God-sent gift and I enjoyed them all.

( Wilson Rawls )
[ Where the Red Fern Grows ]
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