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Man with a hat in his hand

William GarzaWilliam Garza TexasPosts: 2,411
edited 06/11/2012 - 8:21 AM in Matters of the Heart
I knew a man with his hat in his hand
who waved hello to the sun.
First light of dawn
he would wait on the lawn
to wave hello to the sun

Welcome my friend
to me you can send
some warmth
and a friend
to tread the field
and bring in the yield.

I knew a man
with a feather in hand
who waved good night to the sun.

When last glimmers done,
upheld his hands and a feather in one
as goodbye to the day
he would then wave
and then he would say,
tommorrow my friend
and on home make his way.

I asked him of course
as he stood by his horse
and waited for the sun to rise
off went his hat
and he told me that

there is no guarantee of waking you see
so i thank the Son this morning, for meeting
with me.

At the noon of the day we sat on the hay
and looked at the work we had done
he broke bread with me
As his companion you see.

At the end of the day
we stood as he waived
with a feather upraised
looking to west
he gave a feather a boost
and on a cool wind it did roost
up up and away to the sun

Looking down at my face
I saw the whole of the trace,
of the day
in the wrinkled and weathered face
and filled with the final grace

as the sun set to the earth,
he looked and smiled in mirth,

every moring I give thanks to the Son
for letting me wake
and for good earth for my seed to take

And evening I wave in thanks for the day
and for having a companion to share the work

the feather you see..

a reminder to me
of time...
and that it flys from me
William Garza
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