Paul Lawrence Andino®

Greeting The Three Crows  

 

When I can’t bury you

I lift you to the stars

Like that of when you

described when I was born

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The day was long cool yet warm

The crows came in three,

but can’t see the
height they see

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I can’t bury you
but I look in the clouds for some silver

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Seems the steps to climb to the heavens are too high

but I am sure
when the window opens the crows will fly

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Why did they come in three?

It can be something

said that you can’t be buried

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So, stay close in
my heart that missed the opportunity
and she too didn’t get a chance
to say bye

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The heavens are too high

for even the crows to reach

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Maybe I will
climb down at this point for fear of falling

I will greet the crows
on my way to the ground

that I couldn’t bury you in
and stay until
I see you again.

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