The Mower 割草机

<p>The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found<br /></p><p>A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,<br /></p><p>Killed. It had been in the long grass.<br /></p><p>I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.<br /></p><p>Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world<br /></p><p>Unmendably. Burial was no help:<br /></p><p>Next morning I got up and it did not.<br /></p><p>The first day after a death, the new absence<br /></p><p>Is always the same; we should be careful<br /></p><p>Of each other, we should be kind<br /></p><p>While there is still time.<br /></p>