The Giant

In the far eastern republic there was a strange man A wanderer in a word And he had nothing but a stack of photos from the past and some simple belongings that he carried with him He wandered from village to village and when he came to the next one he laid out stones with numbers on the square around him climbed on tall stilts put a wooden lock on his head and stood motionless all day pretending to be a sundial Thats how he earned his living And then one day in one of the villages he met a little girl who had no friends