“These picturesque stones only mark the limit of our knowledge.
Dress them how you will, O gardener, they bespeak our helplessness..”
— Leonard Price
With neighbors so quiet
still labors – hey, try it!
Ahh, yes, such discomfort at this gloomy sight;
don’t worry, no hurry and no need to cry, it
will ultimately be all our plight.
So permit this transgression, death’s not an obsession,
at least not from an internal source;
so let’s keep on livin’, forgettin’, forgivin’
and doing so without remorse!
DontLaughItsPaidForFarm 