Notes: this poem is in the form of a pantoum; the repitition is intentional and a feature, not a bug. Also, this is in iambic tetrameter. This is inspired by Tolkien's Lay of Leithian in the loosest of terms.
Oh, the sun gilds the leaves golden,
The silver cage glints gold in day.
And aching days see darkness pulled in,
Off over by the water's way.
The silver cage glints gold in day,
The nightingale calls for the forest
Off over by the water's way:
Yet never will it see its childhood's rest.
The nightingale calls for the forest,
Its song so sweet it pains the ear.
Yet never will it see its childhood's rest:
There is too much for it to fear.
Hear song so sweet it pains the ear,
And sing it back once again.
There is too much for you to fear:
Hide away, at home, away from the fen.
So sing it back once again,
As the sun gilds the leaves golden.
Hide away, at home, away from the fen
As aching days see darkness pulled in.