A garden's statue
In the garden I sit,
on a bench close
to a statue
of a monk holding
a dove in his arms.
So peaceful he seems.
The sculptor captured
the essence of St. Francis
so well,
so kind,
so loving,
he was.
the statue-
so life- like.
I talk to him of my troubles,
talk to him of my dreams,
talk to him of my day's activities.
A gentle wind hugs me,
and my spirit is uplifted.
"Thank you", I say.
"until tomorrow."
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in response to the poetry prompt of
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