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Here I stand, quietly keeping guard. Where I've stood every day for years. I had no beginning and I'll have no end. But I do have a purpose, and that purpose is to guard those who are in my care, which I do without fail.

Seasons change, and those I'm sworn to protect leave me from time to time. But I remain here, ever vigilant, ever watchful.

Those that put me here call me a scarecrow. But to the stalks of corn, whose ears are always listening for the sounds of an incoming air raid, I'm known as The Sentinel.

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    Christopher 6 days ago

    This was inspired by a scarecrow in a field that I passed several weeks ago. I stopped and we had a conversation (one way, obviously, or I'd be checking myself into a hospital!).

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    Neville Hunt 6 days ago

    I love the quasi-anthropomorphic ears of the corn. I don’t reckon you would got through to the man, because Google Translate doesn't seem to recognise scarecrow as a language.

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    Christopher 6 days ago

    True. I think we came to some sort of an understanding, though. And he did inspire a drabble, so he was able to communicate via that.

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    Jeff Taylor 5 days ago

    Sounds like a decent chap Christopher! 😊 I liked the ears of corn listening. Really good!

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    Christopher 4 days ago

    Thanks, Jeff.

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