Crows


To some cultures crows are a symbol.

A symbol of death,

a trickster of sorts,

a clan animal,

a totem.

To most it’s a pesky little bird,

a nuisance,

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,

cawing endlessly.

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