Death’s Elegy

Behind the old barn there’s a graveyard, where we found Death with his head in his hands.
Two oaks on each side framed his remorse; further back by the stream laid a lamb. 

We asked, “Why all the sorrow and sadness? Did you lose something up in those trees?
These woods are a danger for many folk. It’s not safe to be down on your knees.” 

He cried, “ Oh-h-h heavy is my regret. I loved what was not mine to love.
My home’s below and not above, and so heavy is my regret.” 

He said, “I fell for the old woodsman’s daughter, her eyes green as moss and auburn hair.
You see, I had come for her father, but I got trapped in the warmth of her stare. 

Her lips tinted red from the crimson ale, her kiss would send fire down my spine.
I drank her in softly and slowly; an angel on earth, she was mine.”

He cried, “ Oh-h-h heavy is my regret. I loved what was not mine to love.
My home’s below and not above, and so heavy is my regret.” 

Our love would have lasted a lifetime.
We sang by the meadows and vines.
We always would end up in her bed, but last night we laid up in mine. 

He cried, “ Oh-h-h heavy is my regret. (I’m missing her tenderness) I loved what was not mine to love.
My home’s below and not above, and so heavy is my regret.”

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