A Scarecrow's soul

A scarecrow’s eyes
they cannot lie
a scarecrow’s ears
they cannot hear
a scarecrow’s voice
is never heard
and his thoughts
are never words

A scarecrow’s dream
does not come true
and his love
is never true
a scarecrow’s heart
cannot be broken
for his love
is never spoken

He’s never cold
he’s never hot
he’s always home
he’s there a lot

Could this be you
a scarecrow’s soul
the life we knew
can be so cold
and if it’s true
what can we do
for the scarecrow in you

His clothes are tattered
his face is battered
he’s mad as a hatter
but it doesn’t really matter

He’s a scarecrow