Fox

The happy time of singing birds is come
& loves lone pilgrimage now finds a home
Among the mossy oaks now coos the dove
& the hoarse crow finds softer notes for love
The foxes play around their dens & bark 
In joys excess mid woodland shadows dark
The flowers join lips below the leaves above
& every sound that meets the ear is love

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Image by my friend #CarryAkroyd