Lyfe Song

Lyfe Song

A Chapter by Debbie Barry

Written in 12th grade, a sonnet with an attempt at archaic spelling.


Lyfe Song


September 29, 1986

Lyfe ist loving every man
Waysting naught whilst love thou can.
Daybrake cometh wyth ye sun,
Byrds taketh wing and raise ye song;
Lyfe begins for evryone
And all are gaye an lyfe ist long.
Love ist followed by ye sleep
And man's nay wick an ist so deep.
Evening cometh wyth ye stars,
Ye daye endeth wyth ye night;
Man resteth gentle twixt ye wars
Of evils seeking to end ye right.
God welcometh man wyth holy love
And peace cometh wyth ye dove.

© 2017 Debbie Barry

Author's Note

Debbie Barry
I wrote this when I was 17. Initial reactions appreciated.

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Added on November 8, 2017
Last Updated on November 8, 2017
Tags: poem, poetry, sonnet, life, archaic

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Debbie Barry
Debbie Barry

Clarkston, MI

I live with my husband in southeastern Michigan with our two cats, Mister and Goblin. We enjoy exploring history through French and Indian War re-enactment and through medieval re-enactment in the So.. more..