"THE RAVEN
The Raven sat at my window sill,
Its song of death was old and chilled,
I listened as the “Cawed” the sound,
That called my mournful soul to hear.
The owl that “wooed” the Raven’s call,
Floated silently above…"
Posted on September 21, 2009 at 3:52pm — 1 Comment
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