INSERT NAME OF BEST FRIEND

Silence spreads. 

It blankets churning mouths like grazing cows come frost.

Never has the silence echoed so. 

Can it be nothing more than new life?

Bounding through marshes

And clover 

And buttercup

And moss

And underneath that moss

Death

Will we ever stop

Forming gaps for young children to fall through,

Teetering on the edge–          –swinging their legs.