Poem of the Day

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THE CARETAKERS

by Anne Bell

I went to the house,looking for a man to build a fence

knowing nothing of him,except that people said

he built good fences.

His garden warmed July’s cold hills,

but there was nobody there,

save a peacock,a scarecrow and a fine, grey mare.

I found nobody to build my fence,

but I think I’d like a man

who left his home to the care

of a peacock,a scarecrow and a fine, grey mare.

 

First published in The School Magazine.

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7 thoughts on “Poem of the Day

  1. Thank you all..and I did eventually catch up with the man –he was asleep on the verandah,hat over his eyes to protect him from the western sun,feet up on the rail.The peacock was away with the guinea fowl but the scarecrow and the grey mare were still in the little orchard.No sequel has fallen into my lap yet….perhaps better left as a memory to finger sometimes..a pebble in my pocket..Thank you all again..big hug all round.Anne

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