As I walked out alone this morning
The sun was shining
The birds were singing
I could almost believe that all was well
With this world.
Ashwood Park shared with few others
The man was standing
I asked him how we was
Keeping our distance of course.
He did not reply so I moved a little closer
Cautious as we must
I asked again
No words came from his lips.
Closer still I moved to him
Keen to hear his view
Close enough now
To see he would answer if he could
But this quiet man was made of wood.
He could not speak
Express his view
State his opinion
Then I realised to my surprise
That if he could not talk, he could tell me no lies.
©2020 Donald James Dolby (Le Griffonnier)