Nov 02
poem 0 comments challenge: 4Photos

Black Sheep

Hello little black sheep
having little wool
do you have a place to stay?
a place to call your own?
 your far from any pen i know
far and wide you roamed
You look sad and lost younge sheep
you need some food and comb.
Come on little black sheep,
having little wool.
It wil start to rain outside
and you will get wind blown.
But we take kindly to each other,
Infact I like to roam
You can be my family
And I will take you home.