Dumbstruck-Dk

I’m dumbstruck by the good luck Of a woodchuck on a spree The harmony of living well And laughing heartily But still, I often wonder In a jungle canopy If nature is the nurture Of the forest or a tree When lightning bolts and thunder Break asunder by and by They scare the ones down under By the wonder in the sky But they are not a vain glow By the time I hear a sigh For tears become a rainbow When I hear a lullaby I’m dumbstruck by the numb chuck With a big truck full of wood The hacker in a whacker With a backer in the hood For love is true devotion By the notion that we should The logic of emotion By the healing hand of good. Submitted to the "Dumbstruck" Poetry Contest on 8/12/2021 Sponsored by Charles Messina