Ballad Poetry, Take II

So Internets, today's poem I hope is a bit more traditional in the form of it's subject, at least as far as a ballad goes. It's not very love based like some ballads are, but at least this one has a journey and more of a prose-story edge to it. Which I hope makes it easier to follow along with compared to yesterdays poetry. It's very classic, nay, sterotypical fantasy fair, but I think it has a certain sense of spoken flow to in that makes it cute.

“Wayfaring”

There once was a girl who went walking

into the forest went she

and found quite astonishingly,

a little old god who forgot who he was and went on the road with she

off on a journey they go

wanting to find who left them behind

through the hills all lined with snow

down to the oceans and the shores of trade winds

There once was a girl who went walking

'til the end of the road,

where commissioned a ship did she

and the little old god followed along quite enthusiastically

off on a journey they go

wanting to find who left them behind

through the hills all lined with snow

down to the oceans and the shores of trade winds

On the high sea the girl had stopped walking

couldn't really swing it you see,

so finally had time to stop and think did she

and the little old god found this new company quite dreary

off on a journey they go

wanting to find who left them behind

through the hills all lined with snow

down to the oceans and the shores of trade winds

On the high sea the girl had stopped walking

but a storm had found the ship you see

and so up into the the rigging went she

and the little old god stopped and stared, finding the weather endearing

off on a journey they go

wanting to find who left them behind

through the hills all lined with snow

down to the oceans and the shores of trade winds

The girl was astounded by what was to be seen

the sky had started singing

and the little old god danced, all the way up, high above the sea

leaving the girl this time to follow rather than lead.