Watery Grave

First I took the infant incipient out into the garden. By and by I picked a sprig of wild baby's breath, some forget-me-not, and mint.
   I plucked a large leaf and wrapped. I secured the bundle with something woody and quick.

Bjorn and I held hands down the nature trail to the Sound. On the way, I added a buttercup.

We came to waters' edge. I set it out to sea.