“The Sentry Box” by Jeni G.

The Sentry Box

Once it was the barracks
of an old and proud regiment
The parade ground rang
with the sound of soldiers marching
and shouting out of orders
the sentry kept watch
from his box by the gates.

The regiment is now disbanded
no longer the pride of the town
the parade ground rings
with the sound of tourists chatting
and children playing
the sentry box stands empty
forgotten in front of the gate

But wait! Is that an echo I hear
whispering across time
the sound of soldiers marching
and shouting out of orders
the changing of the guard
in his box by the gate.

“The Sentry Box” by Jeni G.

Poem and picture by Jeni G.

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