You stand unchanging
Guarding something precious
People pass by never knowing
You watch them and secretly know
That one day they will have a silent guardian too
You have watched over your person for several years
But people never wonder the story
About why she died so young
But then she was not even marked
No one knows that she lies at your feet
Has lain there for nearly a century
Hidden there by someone close to her
Someone greedy and willing to risk it all
Now that person has their own guardian just a few yards away
But you just stand there never changing
Guarding her until the end of time
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Something I wrote for Wordspill-Central under the prompt 'Statue'.
Note: Wordspill-Central is a writing group on deviantart.
Comment and poem originally posted on dA on 4/17/2011
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