COLORFUL CROWS

In hues of life's whims, my Crows dance,

Their feathers painted by Fate's wild trance.

Colors bedecked, a vibrant array,

Yet tales untold beneath their display.

Life's brush strokes, vivid and bright,

Yet shadows linger in the depths of night.

Each hue a chapter, a tale to tell,

Of joys and sorrows where secrets dwell.