To My Raven
The winds whisper of things untold
Smiling
Listening
The Angel hears it
The tales of old
Tales of new
Tales of her and her lover
It speaks of hardships and happiness
Of defeat and of triumph
Her and Raven
Dancing through time
They twirl and entwine
Each making the other shine brighter
Than the stars
As the winds die down they whisper final words of hope and of love
Lovingly
Your Angel
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