Three Ravens
Three ravens partook of my woodsy trek
Through African Violets and Dandelion flowers
Purples and yellows and freedom abound
Freshness of air cavorting for hours
The Oaks and the Pines foreshadowed my jaunt
The sun peaking through cascading prisms of light
Three ravens above escorted my journey
Billowing black feathers so quick to take flight
And I in my mind a sweet woodsy nymph
Barefoot and blessed in the forest of brown
Soul filled retreat far away from it all
Three ravens departed before the sunset down
Copyright © Kelli White | Year Posted 2020
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