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The Lamb of Spring
When Spring rain falls and flowers bloom lambs are born,
and when I see those sweet babies I cannot be forlorn.
My friend has a farm and I go to visit a cute little lamb,
he is so sweet and curious- I have named him Tam-Tam.
When I call his name he pokes his head out of the barn.
we play and I stroke his coat already soft as spun yarn.
I love watching the "gang" leaping in the pasture green,
it is such a soothing, delightful and beautiful serene scene.
These adorable lambs will never, ever become lamb chops,
they will stay with the herd or go to other farms as swaps.
But my friend assures me that Tam-Tam will always stay,
and that makes me so happy for I can see him any day.
I can watch my Tam-Tam and his "gang" grow up strong,
then, watch them being shorn when their coats get long.
And when Tam-Tam is grown and father to a few lamb,
I will select one special cute one and call him Bam-Bam !
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Constance La France
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