breuken

It wes a perfit fite dou,
fite as snaa,
breuken upo the bleck gate

aa reid aa owre,
wi its ain bluid,
sae bricht an veive

bit aye mair lillier
nor ony picter

deid an shent
but sae bonnie,
maugre't

shaveled wings
raxin fur the lift

een i deith

aye perfit