Winter's Raven and Spring's Crescent

The ravens present a loss from winter's white snow's calamity where all is constant for the past 11 years, but the new moon of spring gifts a much heavier adventure, congratulations class of 2020

The days I spent my blood in veins

to the heartless wardens chanting my name;

in the name of every fairytale

I wanted and have dreamt about,

to the cold nights with celestial fusion filling my brain-

In the name of every tear that school claimed,

I present this laurel: as a badge of honour

to the brave that shall enter the breeze of spring

in the sight of its first crescent

or the bright that will linger

in white winter's terrain

with ravens in their white defense

Author's Note

The ravens present a loss from winter's white snow's calamity where all is constant for the past 11 years, but the new moon of spring gifts a much heavier adventure, congratulations class of 2020