Off To See the Wizard
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I Would be Honored to Have Courage
I just watch my owners talk.
They walk back, stand and gawk.
Sunflower smiles they are in awe;
to them I am just a pile of clothes filled with straw.
They hang me on a wooden cross, so don't light a match.
They stake me in the middle of a garden patch,
to shoo crows away as they raid,
but they make me so afraid.
They take great pleasure plucking my straw
with their sharp claws as they swoop down and away with a caw.
The moon comes up
and I come alive; everything around me erupt.
A fluttering in the distance night owl-lights up the barn
while grandma balled up her woolen yarn.
A lonely fox echoes, but he means no harm
through the still silence of the farm.
A huffing wind blows
raising the flaps of my clothes
lifted me up from the cross and tossed me on the ground.
I heard the crying sounds of a girl as she found
me on the ground. I told her I am so afraid
she decided to come to my aid.
She said, "We will walk together
down the yellow brick road, no matter the weather
to see the Wizard of Oz. He will give you courage
so, don't let this discourage
you. She bent down picked up Toto
together we were a perfect photo.
10/30/2018
Poetry Contest: OFF TO SEE THE WIZARD
Sponsored by: Charles Messina
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2018
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