My Little Lamb Poem – A poem by Christian CalhounWookie
The rushing water cooled my freckled face,
And sweet summer berries gave me taste.
The bright light in the sky shone on me,
All the while the sparrows sang happily.
The limbs from trees swayed back and forth,
The peace all around struck me to the core.
Squirrels scurried here and jumped into hiding,
As the a flash of blurred white came abounding.
So, my little lamb with wooly fur,
You broke my heart with barely a stir.
I died in peace under those trees.
For my lamb did steal my heart from me.