A cool breeze blew, I walk up the hills with the sheep
The hill covered with grass, smells nice, the sheep dance and leap
I sleep on my back, looking at the clouds, changing their shapes
I had bought my food basket, it had sandwiches, milk and grapes
I felt like a kid in Sound of Music, when they sang Doe - a deer
I heard a spring nearby, I found it, out came water crystal clear
I started singing, my sheep seemed to like the song
It came near me, I sang it fully, It was nice and long
I had a most delicious lunch after that
After eating the last sweet grape, my stomach I did pat
I walked back with the sheep, the picnic basket, now light
I hummed the song as I went, for me the day had turned bright
-Gaurang Rao
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Written for - http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/
