Still the Lamb, gentle and meek
A beautiful sight, oh so unique
With wool as white as the clouds above
And eyes so kind, filled with love
Still the Lamb, in fields of green
A peaceful presence, like a dream
Graceful and calm, it roams the land
Its quiet demeanor, hard to withstand
Still the Lamb, against the sky
A symbol of innocence, never to defy
With every step, a sense of peace
Its essence, a treasure to never cease
Still the Lamb, with every bleat
A soothing sound, oh so sweet
A melody of purity, that fills the air
And captures hearts, everywhere
Still the Lamb, surrounded by flowers
A gentle spirit, that never sours
In harmony with nature, it finds its place
A symbol of beauty, in this vast space
Still the Lamb, under the sun's warm rays
A symbol of hope, in so many ways
With each breath, a sense of serenity
Its presence, a source of tranquility
Still the Lamb, in the arms of its mother
A bond so strong, like no other
Protected and loved, in every way
A sight that warms, even the coldest day
Still the Lamb, in a world so wild
A gentle reminder, of an innocent child
With purity and love, it takes a stand
For the beauty of life, in this magical land
Still the Lamb, never to harm
A peaceful creature, with a gentle charm
In a world of chaos, it stands apart
As a symbol of peace, straight from the heart
Still the Lamb, in the eyes of many
A symbol of love, without any envy
A creature of grace, so pure and true
A reminder to all, of what we can do
Still the Lamb, in every heart
A spark of light, that will never depart
With each beat, a sense of calm
A symbol of hope, in this world of harm
Still the Lamb, in a world of strife
A symbol of love, in the midst of life
With its quiet strength, it takes a stand
Still the Lamb, oh so grand
Still the Lamb, forevermore
A beacon of hope, to open every door
With each passing day, its beauty shines
Still the Lamb, in this world of mine.
Authorship by: Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ Still The Lamb
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