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The Crow

I wrote about a crow the other day
in the car-park lot
Perhaps you will remember
Maybe not
He was there again today
Dancing on the coping stones
Above the railway station.
it was cold, the stones were bare
No sweets this time to take and share
And then I thought, he is alone.
Twice I've seen him by-himself
But they always go in pairs.
For life �.. � ... � ... � ...
I've read it in a book.
Is he really all alone
Dancing on the coping stones ?
Is it then for life ?

Written by Kexby

(john rickell)

Published 15th Dec 2017

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Re. The Crow

Amorous_tryst

15th Dec 2017 8:10pm

This reminds me of a pair of swans that brought their young to the channel in front of our lake home each spring and remained with us until the young fledged and flew. For 3 years running they made the channel their home for month or so, and we were privy to becoming comfortable with one another to the point I could hand feed them and their young without fear from one another. Then one year only the male returned and the sorrow he displayed was heart breaking.
After that one year, I never saw him again. I like to think he found another, but fear he was left to pass alone.

I truly respect your ability to notice such things and write about them. I always enjoy the notice I get when you do so.

Thank You

Teri

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Re. The Crow

Kexby (john rickell)

15th Dec 2017 8:56pm

I love watching the birds in the garden.The of life of birds is precarious.I feed the birds every day feeling guilty when the feeder is empty.I am certain they follow me about the garden.they have distinct personalities between the species. Thankyou for calling.Kexby