If, to earn paradise,
The price is murder,
I will take my handful of ashes
Into the earth’s gentle depths
And lie with the dogs.
I will curl in the warm darkness
With the ghosts of the fox and the hare,
And if you join me there,
We will make a paradise
Of our final bed.


Thanks for reblogging, Viv 🙂
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You’re very welcome, Jane. I love your poetry! @v@ ❤
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