Lay me down by the water
Under low branches, safe from the sun
On my side, as though slumbering
Far away from the guns.
Lay me down under the spring soil
Not far from my young
Near the lair where they play
Until the strangers come.
Lay me down under rocks
Unwarmed and unsung
And remember me with the others
That men have undone.
Written by the executor of the she fox's or vixen's last testament.