A light on the hillside
The shepherd can’t sleep
His collie beside him
In snow very deep
Wind howling fiercely
The snow turned to sleet
He listened intently
For a pitiful bleat
Behind a stone wall
Little lamb on the ground
The last of his flock
He had found safe and sound
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a wonderful children's rhyme. So very sweet. Great read.