A Sight For Straw Eyes

A SIGHT FOR STRAW EYES I have a little scarecrow friend, To his eyes I must attend, The straw is poking through you see, So I see him, he can't see me. But when I saw him just last week, I heard a tiny little squeak, Upon my further investigation I found a Dormouse in location. A cosy little nest she'd made, And there four tiny babies laid, I made my vow to let them be Now my scarecrow would not see. I turned and headed for the stile, Something wonderous made me smile, It was a whisper on the wind, I turned around, my scarecrow grinned. Thank you Sir for doing right, Mrs. Dormouse she got such a fright, You see my eyes are her safe haven, From wind and rain and crow and raven. A tear rolled down my dusty face, What magic was there in this place, My scarecrow gave his eyes you see, A greater love there cannot be. I did return and he spoke to me, And through my eyes I let him see, A family of Dormice having fun, Scurrying, laughing in the sun..