Tales of Crows

Those big ol' crows up in the tree 

Have more to do with you and me
Than you or I would 'er suspect,
(because we haven't learned it yet.)

But I've heard tell of tales you see
Of crows who pose as still can be
To watch us - every move we make
And then their information take
To someone - who?  We do not know
Because we cannot fly like crow.

Away they go as quick can be
To tell a tale on you and me.
What they must see from way up high!
No wonder that they quickly fly!

So kids, be careful what you do.
Those big ol' crows are watching you.
And they won't keep it to themselves -
They'll fly away your story yell!
I've heard those squawks and caws of crows.
I'd love to hear how their story goes. :) 

(written while looking out of the hospital window in Evanston IL, holding our new little baby boy.)