Scarecrow

Aut.MISBetley, CC-BY-NC The Scarecrow Walter de la Mare "All winter through I bow my head Beneath the driving rain; The wild wind shakes me from the hook And fixes me again. I have no home, I have no friend, I have no food to eat; But I am brave and I am strong, And I have no feet. I see the stars above me shine, I see the moon so bright; I watch the world go round and round Throughout the silent…