But Mr. Poe.....
Poem and photo by Linda Shaw
Mr. Poe chose the raven
To remind us that someday
We are all destined to die
And slowly rot away
And yet the ravens in the graveyard
Are so full of life
They cavort and hop and squawk
In the wind and snow and ice
And so remind me also
Alone with the gravestones and their might
To laugh and love and live
Amidst all the strife
