Ammon Wrigley - "Exit"

The following is a transcription of a work by Saddleworth poet Ammon Wrigley (1861-1946).


Life is ashes, it is said—
Burnt out fires, cold and dead.
Death is certain; that being so,
Grant that my last spark may go
God knows where, but on some height,
Where the morning birds alight,
On a sunny upland space
That looks heaven in the face,
Where little things among the grass
May take my spirit when it pass
To the unknown, Oh grant that I
May like the heather flower die,
Knowing neither pain nor cry.

Ammon Wrigley - "Exit"


This page was last modified on 16 August 2018 and has been edited by Dave Pattern.

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