Widows Walk Poem by victoria alyse gleason

Widows Walk



Weary as she walks alone,
Down forgotten dusty path.
Ravens dropp into the grass,
Seeking rest from miles flown.

Trying to get home by dawn,
Mourning widow softly weeps.
Just behind, a Raven stalks,
For her love is now long gone.

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