The Raven's PathA Poem by Tania Leigh
As I close my weary eyes I see a raven in the dead oak tree that marks the end of this fateful path -- and my life – but I manage a laugh, for as its cold black eyes watch over me in grotesque anticipation of my very last breath, it is I who will win in the end, you see; it is I who chose not the path on the left. Death was right and Life was left. © 2008 Tania LeighAuthor's Note
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Added on February 9, 2008Last Updated on February 10, 2008 AuthorTania LeighNHAbout4/7/08 When my "Phobia" contest is completed April 18th, and winners have been chosen and notified, I'll be leaving the cafe indefinitely to focus on my family, as well as my first book and website. .. more..Writing
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