Sitting out on front deck in dark of night
Thinking not fun to be out there alone
A scarecrow came wobbly with all his might
Wore raggedy clothes, rips of many rows
Had on a floppy weather beaten straw hat
I gave him a cup of coffee and a sandwich
Talked about the many miles he did walk
His dirty face a proud silly grin he had
Another cup of coffee and said thank you
Said it is getting late, better be going now
I thanked him for the visit, gave him a hug
Told him to come again, he said he would
I was in a daze watching him walk away