Raven Came He Came A'tapping Poem by Shirley Harrison

My Raven came, he came a'tapping
upon window pane
whilst I was napping

he came to me, to tell a truth
that I should not remain recluse

he told me there's a world outside
a life that's full and there's no strife

he told me I should rise from slumber
so I did, and now I wander

mind can see, mind can touch
seek the sun, I love so much

smell the roses red as cherries
collect in basket all the berries

found a truffle in the ground
touched the salt in ocean's mouth

next time I take a restless nap
I'll surely wait for Raven's
tap.