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| Shiny Black Raven by � eaglespirits02 An Indian gentleman was taking a walk down A path he played on when he was a child When a baby crying caught his attention He made his way through the tall weeds Following the cries An Indian blanket lay under a shade tree The cries were coming from inside As he walked closer to look at the baby Four Ravens swooped down from the tree They seemed to be its protector He talked to the Ravens in his Indian language Then clapped his hands The angry birds returned to the tree Inside the blanket was a newborn baby girl She had shiny black hair that shined bright in the sunlight Shined like the feathers of the four Ravens She stopped crying when he held her close to his old heart He walked slowly down the path to the village In the company of the Ravens She was named `Shiny Black Raven' By the Indian woman who wanted her for her own daughter Those Ravens stayed close by all the years of her life When one would die, another would take its place So the Legend of her life goes�. She shared the same blood and soul as the Raven Her hair was the same as their feathers She was Indian but was of the Tribe of the Raven When she died She was never seen in the Great Beyond by any of the people who knew her Her body was wrapped in the same blanket in which she was found The Ravens swooped down taking her to their own resting place up above the trees She appeared from nowhere and disappeared to nowhere Anne Leach |
