She was not like the other sheep
For she had a sensitive heart,
a poetic walk and dreamy eyes
Although she always tried
to fit into the flock
She never truly belonged
The other sheep that all dashed along
in the same direction,
She mostly went in the opposite
She then thought that she was lost
And alone she wandered in the world
She hoped for the shepherd
to leave his flock
to find the one that is lost
But instead the shepherd
sent her her counterpart
that is as dreamy and
sensitive as she is
And through him
she could find herself
©RoseGirl2019