Everyone's Friend

[Johntee]

These are the raven's

Noah's Ark let fly

Darkly unsettled

Friends of the sky

They stand on the wind

As the storm clouds
Drive by. They see why
The cubs must fall by the way

As the vixen lies broken midst

Roadside decay. Companions of

Death, with their lofted eye.
They Scavenge those who

ife throws away

[Tony Grannell]

Hello Johntee,

Like vultures but more handsome and not as noisy. A sound and solid poem this one about a bird I greatly admire. Well done.

Kind regards, Tony.