FURZEHILL SHETLAND SHEEP -    REGISTERED SHETLAND SHEEP LIVING IN DEVON
 

Shepherds Lament by D.L.Sailsbury
                                                              
Now I lay me down to sleep
Exhausted by those dog-gone sheep;
My only wish is that I might
Cause them not to lamb at night.

Back into bed, then up again,
At two o'clock and four A.M....

They grunt and groan with noses high,
And in between,a mournful sigh.

We stand there watching nature work
Hoping there won't be a quirk:

A leg turned back, or even worse,
A lamb coming in reverse

But once they've lambed we're glad to see
That their efforts didn't end in tragedy.

There's no emotion so sublime
As a ewe and lamb thats doing fine.

I'm often asked why I raise sheep,
With all the work and loss of sleep.

The gratification gained at three A.M,
From the birth of another baby lamb-

How can youexplain,or even show?
` Cause only a shepherd will ever know!