Mary E. Lowd
March 12, 2021
The shy sheep peers
Between branches of the tree
Holding back its ears
Wondering and wanting
The bravery for asking
A question so bashful
Cautious and tactful
They just want to know, you see
“Will you be friends with me?”
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From the book: Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry
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