the crow on the lawn with its beady eyes
black and hallow
wind dances along the grass
swaying to the song of my heart
the crow is innocent
black wings and body glistening with streaks of gloss
clean... untouched
the suspense is over
the fatal day came
the clouds evaporated
the crow never came back after that day
and it took its innocence with it
along with my last chance
my last hope
