Prompted by Poet's Place Cafe

I'd Like to Think, It Knew - Form of the Week Tanaga

I'd Like to Think, It Knew

Saintly sentinel stands guard,
oversees nature's regard.
St. Francis in my front yard,
stone statue weathered and scarred.

The welcome, silent and stead,
his story of care is widespread.
A brown bird lights on his head
to peruse the garden bed.

Do you think it may have known
what the ancient priest had sown?
In Christ he was never alone,
love for all life he'd intone.
                    ~~Judi Van Gorder


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13 lines
For: "Form of the week: Tanaga"  
Verse Form: Tanaga  
I know I'm over by 1 syllable in L11 but it had to be done and it has a title, rules are tools to be bent to the will of the poem.
Written this morning while looking out my front window, watching a little bird sitting on the top of St Frances head.