The Raven

in poetry •  7 years ago 

He struts down the street,
Confidence in his beak,
While his friends wander leaves
Nearby.

Rain beats on the ground.
It's a comforting sound.
And I have the urge
To fly.

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Very cool moonrisemama

Thank you 😊