The Goatherd
Under the old mango tree
The goatherd is a young lady
Holding cane with her right
The sun is shining very bright
Herds of goats, she got plenty
Eating grasses, wild and free
Grasses young, grasses old
To the goats, they are gold
June 3, 2023
Copyright © R. B. Cawis | Year Posted 2023
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