White Fluffy Sheep Poem by Juan Olivarez

White Fluffy sheep, in a field of blue,
Gently grazing on the peak, with nothing to rue.
Higher than the mountain, so very high,
Grazing on the peak, they never cry.

Shepherded carefully, by the brothers four,
Huddled, and heedless of what lays in store.
Some break off from the flock and gaze,
With sightless eyes into the round and warming face.

White Fluffy Sheep in a field of blue,
Forever gazing on that peak so high.
In an endless field of cerulean blue,
Watching magically my soul does sigh.

Forever gathering, and beautifully white,
Shading light gray, for the coming night.
Pink and crimson in the setting sun,
Grazing on the peak, till time is done.

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ALTON TEXAS