Tag: lambs
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Autumn
Yakov (Dzhek) Gordon The sky today is a radiantpale blueand lamb-cloud white.The sun is smilingits last, sorrowful smile. Trees stand sick and bowed,hands black and dead,eyes golden-browed.Bare and toweringthey are in the dreamof their final dreaming. All night long the winds torefrom the trees their last aliveness,their last exquisiteness,and laughing wildlyand drunk with passionand full…
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Hey Little Lambs
Hey little lambs come here faster / I’ll welcome you with a little song / A shepherd began singing / and a maiden joined him along