Two haiku about: the scarecrow.
Inspired by a suggestion to create a scarecrow for our garden, made mostly in jest. I think.
The car came home today, three weeks after the accident, and looking just fine. It's good to look out the kitchen window and see it again.
Four more sleeps!
Full of yellow straw
and wearing my old shirt, the
scarecrow just scares me.
* * *
Sitting on my head,
the crows eat corn. I'm just notmuch of a scarecrow.