Pairs of Ravens

It’s late
February
And pairs of
Ravens
Show up
On lawns

They dance
Bravely on
Barely 
Frozen 
Ground
Around

Then flit
In air
They sign 
Their nuptials
But close 
To ground

So they
Search around
For stands
Of trees
Pretending
For worms

There’s still 
A freeze
Next week
They’ll
Hook up
A nest in trees