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In the farmer's old barn, behind the door
A lamb was born on a bed of straw.
Mother's warm tongue licked her clean and dry
And she saw her new world through her tiny eyes.
Beside her lay also her little brother,
Soft and warm beside their mother.
Twin lambs born into a snowy world;
Two little lambs so snugly curled.
Two lambs playing in the fields, so free,
Examining their field with its stream and trees;
Learning that they're also part of a flock,
Racing and playing on the grass and rocks.
"Mother, when we are big and strong like you -
Tell us, what in the world will we ever do?"
"You'll wander the hills and climb over rocks
And your lovely soft wool will make children's socks."
Copyright 2006