Friends of mine
They call,
They sing
The sounds of Spring
Birds lift my spirits
They dance for my eyes
They perch,
They fly
They tell me no lies
The sparrow and robin
The jay and the finch
In the trees,
In the field
Joyful songs they wield
The swift in the air
Darts all around
Glints like metal,
Performs a circus act
Tiny aerial acrobat
Ducks of the farm
Never fail to entertain
Joy for life,
Always enough to share
Trying to live without care
Swans of pure beauty
So free,
So wild
Graceful in water or flight
But also all power and might
Geese so demanding
Always in charge
Cunning and smart,
Able to steal heart
With eyes that pierce like a dart
Eagles scream,
Out of sight
With voices that echo
Owners of the skies
And all that below lies
But all I see now
Is the raven,
Looking at me
Staring into my eye
At night as I cry
The raven,
Bird of Carrion
Scavenger of mind and soul
Here to feast on the heart
As it is torn apart.
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