THE RAVEN'S OCCUPATION
You, Raven-- perch with cocky snap upon my window ledge--
Who has called you hence and bid you whisper out my name?
Is there a reason your wings swept my open glass?
Or, is it merely quirky Chance that tossed you in my life?
-- A wayward bit of sun ignites your glossy head--
You ignore the spotlight as you glance my way again
Are you wary watching as I waste away the day
Or are you counting errors as they tumble from my pen?