For my first assignment in my storyboard class, I created a storyboard based off of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s poem “The Reaper and the Flowers.” If this was made into an animatic, there would both be a narrator and a voice actor for The Reaper. 
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There is a Reaper
There is a Reaper
Whose name is Death
Whose name is Death
And, with his sickle keen
And, with his sickle keen
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath
And the flowers that grow between
And the flowers that grow between
“Shall I have naught that is fair?” saith he;
“Shall I have naught that is fair?” saith he;
“Have naught but the bearded grain?”
“Have naught but the bearded grain?”
Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me,
Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me,
“I will give them all back again.”
“I will give them all back again.”
He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes,
He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes,
He kissed their drooping leaves;
He kissed their drooping leaves;
It was for the Lord of Paradise
It was for the Lord of Paradise
He bound them in his sheaves.
He bound them in his sheaves.
“My Lord has need of these flowerets gay,”
“My Lord has need of these flowerets gay,”
The Reaper said, and smiled;
The Reaper said, and smiled;
“Dear tokens of the earth are they,
“Dear tokens of the earth are they,
Where He was once a child.
Where He was once a child.
“They shall all bloom in fields of light,
“They shall all bloom in fields of light,
“Transplanted by my care,
“Transplanted by my care,
And saints, upon their garments white,
And saints, upon their garments white,
These sacred blossoms wear.”
These sacred blossoms wear.”
And the mother gave, in tears and pain,
And the mother gave, in tears and pain,
The flowers she most did love;
The flowers she most did love;
She knew she should find them all again
She knew she should find them all again
In the fields of light above
In the fields of light above
Oh, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day;
Oh, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day;
‘Twas an angel visited the green earth,
‘Twas an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flowers away.
And took the flowers away.
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