They sang on the porch, but only for my father. He found them after a summer night’s thunderstorm. One of the few memories I have of him was when he was more of a father to them than me. Or so I thought.
As the Ravens grew stronger they would take their wings out for a test drive. ‘You see my love when they are strong they will leave and not return. It’s easy to let a creature go. You, I truly love and I’m afraid one day your wings will take you away and I can’t let go.’
I’m participating in another writing prompt for Carrot Ranch. I stumbled across them when searching for sites to submit writing. I’m in love with what they are doing for writers at every level (even beginners like me). The doodle I did isn’t going to count towards my random word daily doodle.
A few fun facts:
- My father did save a pair of Ravens
- I have 2 Raven tattoos
- My spirit animal is a Raven