Corvus Corvidae

Glossy black, bold and appraising, strong and sleek...crows and ravens look at me with their bright, suspicious eyes and reject my offer of friendship. I'm definitely NOT one of them, however much I would like to be. They have their own sleek brothers and sisters, cacophonous above my earth-bound head, and they have their own intelligent society with which to keep company. My clumsy arrogant humanity is nothing to them, but I still throw out pieces of fresh bread in hopes of keeping their bellies full. I still call out quietly, "hello crow", hoping that one day I will make a favorable impression.


rojo said…
These are song lyrics, this is beautiful, you are awesome.
Diane said…
Thank you, Rojo!