The singing shepherd,

poem by: Christopher Russon
Written on Sep 01, 2017

The echoing sound of seagulls
Flying above the sea
And leaves upon their branches
Such a wonderful harmony ,

Nature's inspiration was it
The reason for his call
From a humble shepherd on the land
To packing out town halls ,

Music there within his soul
And words inside his head
Singing was his only goal
His future as good as read ,

He sang his songs every day
He was asked to join a choir
Little did he realise
His fame would grow much higher ,

He made a massive impact
Where ever he would go
Although he never wrote a song
His voice would steal the show ,

He found himself a little band
They were just like family
They all became like brothers
The way that it should be ,

Suddenly his fame was over
The result of a tragedy
Sadly he just left us
Leaving behind his legacy.


Tags: happy, sad, rhyme, inspirational,

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Frank byrne commented:
Nice poem Chris.......the lord is my shepherd.......
Cecilia Crasto commented:
Skilfully written poem my friend, you have a passion for music and I wondered if your poem is factual, as I can't recall a famous singer who was once a shepherd.
Christopher Russon commented:
Thank you Frank as always..
Christopher Russon commented:
He was big on the folk scene He never wrote a song but his voice was out of this world . Saddly he died suddenly.
Christopher Russon commented:
Thank you Cecilia.
Henry Amankwa commented on Sep 09, 2017 at 4:18pm
nice Poem Chris ...Really nice
Robert Kohlhammer commented on Sep 11, 2017 at 7:37am
Sounds good and well tied up at the end.
Valerie Russon commented on Sep 11, 2017 at 10:08pm
like it very well written.


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