Let love break what time and cold has wrought
Found full measure
And in the breaking bought
A snifter of displeasure
A draught of summer wine
A drunken rhyme written in leisure
Found full flower in memoriam
A foolish man’s yearning
To brave the hedgerows, burning
Looks for safety in her arms
Come away bleeding,
Come away
But broken in the turning
And being broke, to see
The harm, the pain
The learning
Only those broken
Can ever be…
Pelgris 