Crow's My Friend

I looked for the answers under a rock

I found lichen and peat moss a plenty

nothing else so I put it back gently

there in a tree was a Crow that could talk

complete sentences not silly bird squawk

although there are times he'd get quite testy

when we ran into anyone sketchy

which happens to us a lot when we walk

Crow became my friend and my extra eyes

I protected him and kept him well fed

together we must look like quite the pair

Crow took wing joined a murder in the sky

I heard him speak to me inside my head

I'll come back after the harvest I swear

but beware

Raven in disguise as Crow comes one night

see him, lock the windows and doors up tight

'til first light

Butterfly kisses came took my last breath

can you recall my dying or my death

Copyright © 2015 Patrick B Vince

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