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It had been a cold, damp night, on
the hills of Wales an ewe’s lamb had
died. Now, this late morning, it was
clearing up and getting warmer.

Seeing me the ewe came running up
to the fence bleating, nothing I could
do apart from telling how sad I was
for its immense loss.

Meaningless words, but they settled
the ewe that began grazing again.
The hills, were so very lush and
green that day.
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ewe and lamb

Contributed by Jan_Oskar_Hansen on Tuesday, 10th December 2002 @ 03:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

An Ewe and A Lamb

It had been a cold, damp night, on
the hills of Wales an ewe’s lamb had
died. Now, this late morning, it was
clearing up and getting warmer.

Seeing me the ewe came running up
to the fence bleating, nothing I could
do apart from telling how sad I was
for its immense loss.

Meaningless words, but they settled
the ewe that began grazing again.
The hills, were so very lush and
green that day.

Copyright Â© Jan_Oskar_Hansen ... [ 2002-12-10 03:20:00]
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Re: ewe and lamb (User Rating: 1 )
by Fenril(_a.k.a_ZTAP) on Saturday, 21st December 2002 @ 11:09:58 PM AEST
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Poor little ewe it lost its lamb, well they say that as long as the grass is lush and green, nothing can stop life from going on again.

Sorry for that bit of nonsens, but I liked the poem, never before I had though on how a ewe can handle the grief of losing its lamb, it makes you think a lot...

Good work

Re: ewe and lamb (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Friday, 27th December 2002 @ 09:25:20 AM AEST
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sad ... but i guess we all have to go on after a loss..even animals good write thanks for sharing

Re: ewe and lamb (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Monday, 10th May 2004 @ 05:12:52 AM AEST
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To me this poem says that life goes on, for all its small losses, and tenaciously presents its beauty in the face of sadness and the ugly reality of the death of the newborn.

So sadly and simply stated; I especially liked the concluding lines.

Spike

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