We want this delight;
hours in soft grass of an upper pasture.
sitting on a stone wall, the sun smoothingover us. Wild raspberries climbing. We want this kindness. We, who have done harm.
Harm
We want this delight;
hours in soft grass of an upper pasture.
sitting on a stone wall, the sun smoothingover us. Wild raspberries climbing. We want this kindness. We, who have done harm.