Crow

Proud crow
Black as coal

Watching over me
Sent by the one that I adore

Sitting high
Followed me through the skies

Rain or shine
You're by my side

Following me down the crooked streets

Watching me wallow in the filth

The rain will wash our feathers clean

Spread your wings wide

Guide me back to the one that sent you

What is it about?

A prayer.

Thank you for sharing.

a reply to: GhostlyEdd

Thanks for taking the time to read and sorry for the late response. Nephalim might have summed it up best as "A prayer." My wife is visited a lot by crows, or at least she notices them around a lot. And after having lunch with her one day it was pouring down rain on my drive back to work. Right before I got back to the office the rain stopped and the sun came out, and I noticed a crow on top of the building when I was walking back in. I started thinking of this poem, so that's how the idea came. It sort of wrote itself after the first few lines.

a reply to: Nephalim

Thanks for reading and commenting.

a reply to: Samilton

I like it!

Crows, they're both creepy and fun to watch.

a reply to: Samilton

He says this in return to you...

Do not look for me to lead you to myself, nor do you need to follow me to find me...

for as you said, I Am always at your side...

Gods not dead

a reply to: Samilton
I LOVE it!
...could wallow in it, for days.
Thank You!

a reply to: Jennyfrenzy

Thanks Jenny! Hope you're doing well.

a reply to: 5StarOracle

Agreed.

a reply to: WanDash

Thank you very much!!!!

a reply to: Samilton

I didn't even realize you posted this here oh husband of mine
It's beautiful. Xoxo