I have made a friend in the murder of crows
Outside my home
We sit and talk about the weather
And I feed him crumbs from the bottom of my soul
I wonder if I
My voice is nothing more than a creak
My friends I __ and they listen
So I continue to fill them in
Yesterday was __ like the day before that
I woke up and made myself an egg
If you asked me if I __ any better this week
I just shrug, and shake my head
So I move back to the
We all watch as the oak leaves fall
I offer them the corn that I planted last summer
The bugs that got it make my skin crawl
My friends are [no more] song bird than you
I don’t get them hoopin and hollering like I used to do with you
And its far too quiet inside without the pitter and patter of your feet on the floorboards
So I make do with the company of crows
They sure ain’t you, but I will make do
With the company I keep
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