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Return of a RavenWell, he showed up one day, in the shine of Springwith soft winds of May, warming his charcoal wingsI'd hoped to see him again, 'fore I made paroleperched on the walls of that pen, or a telephone polehis old nest by my window, seemed like a safe havenand that day my heart welcomed, the return of a ravenI caught an evening bus, back to Abilenesometimes I'd look up, and swear I saw black wingsI wondered when I hit town, would things still be the samewould Jill still be dancin' now, did they change that tavern's namethey said that owner's murder, was chilling and brazenso was my old nest ready, for the return of a ravenwell, Jill was there for me, waitin' on that midnight buswe talked of youthful memories, years had built with dustfound out she bought that bar, with a low-ball auction bidshe said she owed my scars, for all I once didat last we could spend the time, that I'd been savin'she'd watched life's rainy window, for the return of a ravencos I useta sweep up nights, in that topless saloonone night I heard a fight, back in a private roomfound the owner on the floor, slumped there sloppy deadJill was cryin' by the door, holding a rusty bladethe owner was a bully, cowardly and cravenhis black soul flew to Hades, like the return of a ravenwell, the law would never take, the word of a dancin' girlso for that poor lady's sake, I took the blame for hershe took my hand when I got back, and walked me to her saloonwhere I saw something black, soaring by the mooncos we all follow shelter, and a warm safe haventhat night two hearts welcomed, the return of a raven(c)2007 Robert George