Song 5.11 |Raven

His head is stately and wise,
As the most fine gold, 
He shines in my dim light.
His locks are bushy, and full
And black as a raven.
His wings are my covert. 

Published by David B. Smith

Author, podcaster, pastor, and Big Pappa to my grandchildren.

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