This Lamb a-wandering.

This little One
Caught a whiff
Of another pasture.
Sweeter it seemed.
Immensely inviting.
Before sun-up
Shepherd dozing.
He was off for
The Adventure.


Adventure?
Hordes of mosquitoes
In the low places.
Coyotes lurking
Behind bushes.
Crumbling stones
Alerted Lamb.
He ran for all he was worth.
Mid-day heat parched.
Where were those grasses?
Frolicking streams
After all?
Shepherd knew better.


Was that Him?
Coming over the rise?