To some cultures crows are a symbol.
A symbol of death,
a trickster of sorts,
a clan animal,
To most it’s a pesky little bird,
the one that’s constantly destroying your garden.
Hence the term scarecrow,
the farmer’s garden watcher and protector.
To me, it’s a reminder of fall.
I sit and watch them flying about,
from yard to yard,
tree to tree,