Cloud-sheep Shepherdess

 PAD Challenge day 19; For today's prompt, write a poem with an animal in the title.

Through welkin mead spring's shepherdess

Wanders blue, flock-strewn hills

She plays Her flute with keen finesse

Where sun-sweet zephyr spills

To woodlands primed with pulsing bud

April's cantata falls

It teases flowers from the mud

To deck dull, barren halls

And from her perch beyond the scope

Of earth's four-season isle

We hear her happy hymns of hope

We sense Her friendly smile

Her sunny-honey-colored tress

Gleams like a diadem

The cloud-sheep love their Shepherdess

She loves each one of them

We kick off shoes to dance footloose

Beneath  flock-dappled glade

While tree-tops throb with soft chartreuse

'Neath April's serenade

Janet Martin

Song of Solomon 2:14

...let me see your face,

let me hear your voice;

for your voice is sweet,

and your countenance is lovely.