He’s always on guard
Out in the middle of the corn field
Keeping an eye out for the black crows to scare them off. So they don’t get the crops
The farmer, stands tall, as he comes near to see a friendly face that does not speak
But does his job by scaring off anything that comes in this field that is unwanted.
Such, as a ghost or a goblin
The farmer, smiles with a gentle sigh
As he says, to the scarecrow
Good job my friend!!
As the farmer,
Disappears into thin air
The scarecrow..
Then turns his head,
Smiles and says, “Well done boy!!
As he keeps guarding the crops.
About the Creator
Jennifer lindquist
I’ve always had a interest in poetry since I took a creative writing class in high school. Writing poetry is my safe place where I can either get positive or sometimes negative energy out by my writing of poetry.
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