As humans we have needs but may our loves be few we get old but not free slowly we're driven off off to the desolate hills where a lifetime of dreams is thrown away why fix the fence when the sheep have gone the heartbreak never ends | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXECUTIVE by DAVID IGNATOW ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 13. TO AUTHOR OF MEMOIRS OF HOUSE OF BRANDENBURGH by MARK AKENSIDE THE FOUNTAIN by MUHAMMAD AL-MU'TAMID II LOST ART by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE FADED VIOLET by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH SECOND EPISTLE TO DAVIE by ROBERT BURNS |