poetry by j matthew waters

standing watch

the children stitched me together
with love and enthusiasm
dreamed up of ways
of making me beautiful
despite my mean intentions

with imagination my rigid body
became larger than life
filled with natural fibers
grown from the ground
surrounding their home

though i was unable to stroll
along fields of grain
that seemed to never end
I alone stood watch
and marveled at the way
they forever loved me

november two thousand twelve
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “standing watch

  1. thank you so much 🙂

  2. A scarecrow? Lovely!

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