The
Little Lamb and Mary
“Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white as
snow
And everywhere that Mary
went
The lamb was sure to go”
(from the original)
Now on this day that Mary
slept
The lamb was not to be
seen
For he had gone off by
himself
To see what he could
dream
Mary vowed that some day
soon
She would surely die
And on that day, she’d
fly away
To live her life in the
sky
The lamb, we hear, went
on to say
He too would fly away
But first he wanted to
discover
His life through love and
play
Mary, it seems, had done
all this
So she prepared to give
way
But the lamb wanted to
try for himself
So he was determined to
stay.
Some time later on, the
story goes
The lamb, he returned to
God
And there he said “I’m
done for now
May I have a rest and a
nod?”
And God said “Yes”
since He was pleased
While Mary had come Home
too
The lamb there now,
together they were
And that put a few things
into view
The lamb now knew what
love had wrought
What life could demand of
you
But Mary didn’t, no
quite the reverse
She missed her chance to
chew
Mary, you see, had
avoided the tree
Where Life could have
taught her more
She chose instead to lie
in her bed
And there, not to worry,
oh what for?
The lamb, he ran, to seek
and to scan
To discover Life’s
greatest role
He did not tarry, much
unlike Mary
Who gave up her chance to
be whole
The lamb we can see,
sought out the Tree
Where life’s challenges
there would abound
He chose to try hard,
cause that was his charge
And found a way Home that
was sound
What about Mary, our
friend who did tarry
She could have found her
way too
But fear took over and
she ran for cover
Her escape more important
than being true
The lamb, we understand,
rose up and ran
Chomping at the bit to be
made new
He had no part of sitting
on his heart
He wanted to have all he
could chew
So we see an end, to the
lamb and his friend
Little Mary who sat down
to stew
She fell asleep, while
the lamb became a sheep
And he rose up . . .
took flight . . . and he flew!
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