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Raven (Poem by Mark Borne)

Author's Note: Honestly, I think this is one of my best poems ever. See if you guys can figure this one out: it's got a lot of trick words/phrases!

Fly, fly, my little Raven,
Reach, reach for the sky.
See the world from the air,
My little Raven, and show it to me.
It's a big world, little Raven,
But I promise I'll find always find you.

Fly, fly, my little Raven,
Reach, reach for the stars.
Let their beauty surround you,
My little Raven, and tell it to me.
The sky has no limit, little Raven,
And I promise you'll be free.

Fly, fly, my little Raven,
Come back, come back to me.
Be watching over my shoulder,
My little Raven, and please guide me.
The world is cruel, little Raven,
Yet I'll always protect you.

Fly, fly, my clever Raven,
It's time, it's time for us to part.
Find the next little Raven,
My clever Raven, and help them grow.
I can no longer be here, clever Raven,
But you know where to find me.

Comments

  1. I LOVE THIS! It should totally be a song! This is so beautiful! AHRGGG I can't express how amazing it is!

    I love the lines "It's a big world, little Raven, but I promise I'll find always find you."

    tbh, I just realized all my favorite lines are the last two of each verse! They're such heavy hitters and have such nostalgia for like no reason that i can find attached to them

    SO GOOD

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    1. If I were musically talented, I WOULD make it a song xD It's actually my favorite poem ever right now

      That is definitely a good line -nods-

      Huh, nice observation :/

      THANK YOU lol

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    2. I picture it having a vibe like "Hello My Old Heart" by the Oh Hellos

      It is! I love the big world contrasted against the little Raven!

      YOU'RE WELCOME

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