Inspired by The Lonely Scarcrow written by James Kirkup located in A Children’s Book of Verse, Illustrated by Eric Kincaid, Poems selected by Marjorie Rogers. (Brimax Books)
Trembling in the wind he balanced himself with help of pole
Crying in wind saying “I’m lonely come and play with me” he whispered over over and over
Boneless and loose he walked a walk of none to copy limping and rolling down roads of scarce and free
Singing a song of tune he exclaimed with delight I have no clothes of decent just threadbare shirt, pants and ragged gloves of shabby worn
Peg a leg they call me kids of mean understood not my sorrow of pain for I lost my leg of free moons ago
Still a happy smile pasted forever long reflect I’m on my duty to watch the crop of plenty season to season all day long
Whether atop a hill of far long or in between I dance a sad long song of cry for company please
Giggling happy in the wind when company arrive he gasp with delight as each bird kiss his cheek soft
By
Felicia McCaw
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