Natasha L Scragg Poet Rhyme

Tagged Ewe

On looking through the window
A humorous sight I'd seen,
A quartet of lively ewes
Were playing Tag on the green.

Leaping over twisted logs,
Around the rocks they skipped,
Sweeping round the bendy field.
Down and up they dipped.

Butting heads and locking horns,
Bumping each other in the side -
( I think if I was one of them
I'd be terrified! )

At times it looked violent.
But it's their way of having fun.
What a joy to watch these adult sheep
Baa and play and run!

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Eve Roper March 15, 2024 at 10:31 PM Love the poem, cute for children's book Natasha L Scragg March 16, 2024 at 8:03 AM Thanks Eve :-D

Andrea Dietrich February 16, 2024 at 4:57 PM very very cute. So clever, Natasha. Natasha L Scragg February 17, 2024 at 8:13 AM Thank ewe Andrea :-D

Sara Kendrick February 13, 2024 at 4:40 AM Ahhh!! How precious. I enjoyed reading it. It has good flow, rhythm and rhyme. Thanks for sharing it with us. Sara K Natasha L Scragg February 13, 2024 at 11:20 AM Thank you Sara. :-D I enjoyed writing it :-)

Daniel Henry Rodgers February 11, 2024 at 4:14 AM Dear, Natasha, I loved your poem and it reminded me when I grew up on the farm. It is is great joy to watch and you captured in this wonderful snapshot. Thanks for the window view. -Blessings, Daniel Natasha L Scragg February 11, 2024 at 1:15 PM Thanks Daniel. Watching the different creatures and how they interact certainly boosts the spirits. :-D

Jeanette Swan February 10, 2024 at 3:54 AM Sweet! Love the 'quartet of lively ewes'. I wish I had your window on the world. I like the way the rhythm supports the ewes frolic. The rhymes were smooth and gave a fun tone. Natasha L Scragg February 10, 2024 at 7:02 AM Thank You Jeanette. I just saw the four of them playing and it just made me smile. So I thought about capturing the moment in a poem the way a photographer does or an artist with a painting. :-D