A Raven Twice Removed
This large dark creature fluffs its wings at me,
causing fear and shame.
However, I have done nothing wrong to it.
Yet, it snares at me in pain. I am afraid, but I call to it
and it comes close, but not near for fear. Why is this creature afraid,
or is it just the Human trade.
I call, it comes, I show by my outstretched hands, then gently
touches my hands and pecks. Then, flies away a greeting we
have made known, no more to be afraid.
The Raven twice removed to come back another day.
Copyright © Marilyn Williams | Year Posted 2015
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