The Sheep Poem by Shepard Tootsie roll

The Sheep



The sheep looks at me with those black eyes he looks as though he might just start talking but although I know he very well can't his eyes tell my that he is way more intelligent then I ever thought his eyes tell a story of love loss bravery and when I look at him I suddenly get a feeling the sheep I am looking at is a veteran in his own way

Saturday, June 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: thought
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