Yesterday I was outside in the yard and my old friend The Crow came to vist me. !!What's going on !!!I He is a good guy the best you can find but nobody notice beacuse of his silence also his feathers aren't in bright colors they are black and dull ; we started talking and I noticed in his eyes the saddest look I had ever seen I asked for the reason he told me:
One day I saw the most beautiful blue bird ( blue I say not other color)
the most beautiful bird that ever wandered by my tree we started talking,we became friends, she told me an adverse wind broke her wings and she didn't know if she could fly again, she was afraid of trying for fear to fall and be hurt again. I ( the Crow) had always flown aroound my tree with my shadow for company hadn't taught anyone to fly but I helped her as I could I talked to her till the fear went away I put my wings around her so she wouldn't feel alone or cold.
All the time I ( The Crow) knew even when she was kindand grateful she wouldn't stay but also I prayed everyday for her to change her opinion and stayed to warm my little nest in winter and make company to this old Crow.
Now her wings are strong again she can fly but she is gonna fly to another bird with colorful wings, shiny feathers and a warmer nest.
FOOL!!! -I told him- I told you the last time every time you let someone close to you they hurt you noone want a crow with dull wings and a small nest a Crow afraid of flying to far from the tree, don't you remember the last time?
Then he said- I know I know but I would do it again for first time I was happy and I dreamed for a while that someone could like a Crow with dull feathers that my little nest would be full and that I wouldn't die alone in a cold winter.
Ok Ok - I said- what do you want me to do? -he replied-Crows with dull feathers can't cry we cry writing our sorrows so I ask you my friend to write this for me with the hope my loved blue bird will read it from wherever she is
I want her to know that I am happy for her and I wish the smoothest winds be with her and her bright bird;That I can't hate her because she gave me the happiest moments I've ever had that she gave me hope even though was for a second; At this point tears are runing down my face I feel so sorry for my dear Crow but I ask him what's gonna happen if her wings break again - well- he said- I will be waiting here with my wings wide open a hug waiting for her even if she can still fly and is happy I will have a kind word for her words and warm hugs is all that Crows with dull feathers can give.
Wait wait one more thing tell her if she ever has a moment for her old friend with black and dull feathers sing for me, I have asked to my friend the wind to bring her songs to me and only me so I can smile again and feel the sea breeze of that day when I walked on the beach with her.
This said my Crow wipes the only tear he had left says goodbye and takes off to his own tree where only his shadow keeps him company.
If you took the time to read this thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Serdito
