wild turkey struts on the edge of town with poem by Sheri42 Wild Gobblers Gobble and waddle early on forest’s edge; fly high to roost at night; fluff up, like a ball of feathers, drag your wings into the ground and strut your stuff as strong, the top of the pecking order. Sheri Edwards Poetry/Photography 04.06.2025 NaPoWriMo
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Wild Gobblers

Wild Turkeys at the edge of little rural town