Raven he did come today
to tell me news of bad and gray
you see, he is my trusted friend
he tells me when life's at its end
for those I love and those I cherish
he tells me soft not as a menace
so when the news is told to me
my raven holds my hand, you see
and even though the news is bad
life goes on and always has.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem