I went to my village
Old and strong house of century year old.
Built With hard rocks and roof with bricks
one side with fields all over.
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Like an autumn-inspired scarecrow puppet amusing you to find at last beloved in scarecrow......Geetha......... very nicely composed with beautiful words.......amazing
So vivid, with a plastic power! Your scarecrow has scared me too. A well penned poem!
so nice to read your poem...scarecrow is really a scary crow
It seems that Scarecrow was kept to scare me...true