by demure101
not much of a comment
but then. often more than yours, and better scored.
consider
Nice work, but one thing jarred. You will never see a scarecrow in a newly ploughed field, only in a newly planted field.The scarecrow would be in the way and it's only of use when there are seeds for the birds to steal.But a fiver still.
A five too, demure. It made me think of stages of grief. I would have liked that the poem end in acceptance, rather than resignation, connoting thus a measure of peace, but that's my bias, and the ending works well with the poem's tone.
I was confused by the syntax of "too proud." I'm assuming it's the scarecrow that's too proud, but if it's the grey sky as a metaphor, I would be further confused.
That marching cadence and rhymes that make your writes a pleasure to read. Line four very nice. Your enjambment is one I've never perfected, only aspired to.