Scarecrow Poem by Jodilee Duke

Scarecrow



hope's ripple shows
echo above, below
all - round
skipping with love
dancing with the leaves
puffed out of the ground
it's alright
but is the fault mine
lord help me
i lost my helmet
i can't help but think, it's a fault of mine

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