Poetry Drawer: The Raven Prince by Janine Crawford

High in the mountains,

The jet black raven

Sits in the

Stunning white snow.

 

The Raven Prince.

They call him,

The one who

Sits and watches,

The one who stands out,

From the pristine, crystallized snow.

 

Hearing his cries,

For he is lonely,

The Raven Price,

Calling out for a loved one.

 

The Raven Prince.

They call him,

The one who

Sits and watches,

The one who stands out,

From the pristine, crystallized snow.

 

The Raven Prince,

Is the only raven,

With Majestic,

Black feathers.

The Raven Prince.

They call him,

The one who

Sits and watches,

The one who stands out,

From the pristine, crystallized snow.

 

Hearing his cries,

The Villagers

Turn and look

Up in the mountains.

 

The Raven Prince.

They call him,

The one who

Sits and watches,

The one who stands out,

From the pristine, crystallized snow.

 

The Raven Prince’s,

Black feathers,

Glisten with the,

Light reflected off the snow.

 

The Raven Prince.

They call him,

The one who

Sits and watches,

The one who stands out,

From the pristine, crystallized snow.

The Raven Prince,

Is…

The Raven Prince…

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