She enter's the park on a day that seems dark
With a basket of thoughts and a blanket thats sought.
She nestles down atop the green haven.
Circling in her mind liken to the Raven.
Slender sips of splendor on her lips
A smile wide as a mile but hidden all the while
She's searching for vision, listening for reason.
The Raven listens, Patient through the season.
Feeling connected through buttery Cabernet.
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