The Last Words of a Crow

By the moonlight I strolled
Along a path freshly mowed
Winding ‘round a cat-tailed pond
When I saw the shadow of a Crow

In this cold midnight hour
Her silk-black feathers glowed
She turned her eye on me
And in that moment she spoke:

“Bluebird, my darling
The last time I saw you
Spring’s flowers still bloomed
A brilliant bright yellow

Now you know who I am
And where I have travelled
And I’ll keep looking after you
Wherever you may go.”

My heart sang back to she
Notes carried upon the wind
And I know she’s always watching
Dearest Aunt Sandy, the Crow


Written by nightbirdblue
Author's Note
For Sandra Erline Ferris 🕊
8/31/1950 - 5/28/2013
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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