through the crack on the fence

the lost sheep grazes the greenest grass
that grows so tall as seasons pass
the temperature is as it should be
and the sheep it roams so calm & free


the lost sheep follows the finest scent
in every direction the sheep it went
nimble steps to a destination
an always changing destination


the lost sheep will never sleep
places to go and sights to see
goodbye sheep, go find your peace
travel far and rest in your peace