Magical Scarecrow

I laid relaxing in the lawn,

All that was there was silence,

I laid there munching an ear of corn,

No noise, No sound, No violence.

The breeze was great, but the day was hot,

Until something, my eye caught.

A lovely scarecrow standing there.

A hat and a shirt with a little tear.

I slept for a little while,

Dreaming about a lovely song,

When I woke up I realised I had moved a tile away,

Until I found something was wrong.

I saw the scarecrow move an eyebrow,

Were my eyes playing tricks?

I never saw any cows,

But today I saw thirty-six.

Then the scarecrow disappeared, suddenly out of sight,

I searched here I searched there and with all my might.

Until I felt a little nudge,

But who was it, I could not judge.

It was the scarecrow,

Calling me to play.

I jumped up on my toe,

I was speechless; had nothing to say!

When I saw the trees and plants,

Dancing too, I just had to join.

This is such magic, I had no clue,

That I was missing all this, too good to be true!