The Depressed Shepherd In Reply to the Nymph

January 1, 2010
By greeny7 PLATINUM, Chatham, Other
greeny7 PLATINUM, Chatham, Other
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It pains my heart for you to say
That it doesn’t please you to stay
Sure you will miss some lovely sights
While I’m on my lonesome most nights

Imagine a brushed stack of hay
Touching you in the slightest way
The sun setting above the ocean
Your eyes showing much devotion

If you wish not, it won’t come true
I will try hard not to be blue
And now put my heart at ease
After your choice, I’ll come to appease

While the Shepherds begin to sow
My heart will heal ever so slow
Now your beauty is gone, I might-
Grow blind, no longer able to write

I will love you forever and always
Even during my darkest days
May your soft words be sung
The bells have rung, spring has sprung

Your memory is a gray cloud
Light faded with a bang do loud
When you said all of my great love
Would soon alter, and you wouldn’t move

The author's comments:
A response to Sir Walter Raleigh from Christopher Marlowe's (shepherd) view

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Milo! said...
on Mar. 14 2010 at 12:49 pm
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.


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