Question

Body my house
my horse my hound
what will I do
when you are fallen

Where will I sleep
How will I ride
What will I hunt

Where can I go
Without my mount
All eager an quick
How will I know
In thicket ahead
Is danger o treasure
Wen Body my good
Bright dog is death

How will it be
To lie in the sky
Without roof or door
And wind for an eye

With cloud for a shift
How will i hide?




May Swnson.