It is so dark, so cold, so still,
I walk along, all else is still
I come here often, never in the day
to watch and keep
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There is a way, Elizabeth, that you use to sneak into the lives of people. This poem looks at a guard's beautiful, risky and often challenging task which must be appropriately rewarded but whose rewards are best reflected in the uncomfortable rest. well phrased and carefully put.
Great reading...philonthrophy....good job being done for the children of God
The last two lines are masterly. The whole idea of the poem is wonderful. Thanks Karin.