Playing with my personal doodlesack;
Breath of Life can be a playful attack.
A bird’s nest can be an intimate shack –
To hone its instrument, the doodlesack.
Cats meow, yowl, purr, chatter,an apt knack,
For strumming their own unique doodlesack.
When the impetuous wind somehow feels lack —
Fingering a tree’s twigs, its doodlesack.
The dogs frolicking in the yard out back,
Are chasing a ball, their own doodlesack.
(A DOODLESACK IS A BAGPIPE.)