Looking At Sheep
Black sheep, white sheep,
Unflappable sheep,
They graze the high grass,
And appease all my demons.
Black sheep, white sheep,
Countless sheep,
They graze the grass divinely
And appease all my WORRIES.
Black sheep, white sheep
Disbelieving sheep,
They eat the grass, magically,
Ease all my anxiety.
Copyright © Yann Rolland | Year Posted 2023
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