"It is well to remember that the entire population of the universe, with one trifling exception, is composed of others." A.Holmes

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Little Lamb...

(above: Bide-A-Wee Chicory with her ewe lamb,a daughter of Goth) The Lamb Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee Gave thee life and bid thee feed, Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing wooly bright; Gave thee such a tender voice, Making all the vales rejoice; Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee Little Lamb I'll tell thee, Little Lamb I'll tell thee; He is called by thy name, For He calls himself a lamb; He is meek and mild, He became a little child; I a child and thou a lamb, We are called by his name. Little Lamb God bless thee. Little Lamb God bless thee. by William Blake 1757-1827
(Cedar Pond's Tiara with twin lambs; she is Goth's mother)

7 comments:

Karen said...

I remember hearing that poem long ago. I love it. Beautiful pictures. Happy Easter weekend!

LindaSueBuhl said...

Lovely poem - The Lamb who is worthy of praise. Good pictures - your sheep are so unusual and interesting.

Mildred said...

I love the poem and what sweet pictures. God bless you and your family this weekend.

Daisy said...

That last picture--the family portrait--is so cute, Kathy! Nice poem.

Thistle Cove Farm said...

Ah Kathy...one of my favorite poems by one of my favorite authors.

Lanny said...

I like that poem and that was nice to hear it again!

Susan Clayton said...

Such sweet intelligent faces