Raven The day we watched the funeral,when all the nation grieved.Sat inside with children home,Choirs on TV. A raven watched beside us,Beside the open door.Catching little snippets, Coming back for more. Black were all her feathersBlack were her bright eyes.But though the day was heavy,The sun shone in the sky. Other ravens gathered,Smart in feathered suits.Regal,Continue reading “Raven”