His dark shoulder is in sable clad
His dark shoulder is in sable clad
his fingertips are sable silk
He calls into the morning glad
allseeing are all of his ilk
Sit on my shoulder sooty one
let me see with my eyes through your eyes
One call when the raven comes
one call when the raven flies
1 comment:
mooi, meidi, mooie letters en hele mooie tekening. Gaat het goed? zullen we es afspreken? Groetjes!
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