SHEEP that keeps me warm to-day Are you living far away? Are you shut up in a stall, Shivering and cold and all? Sheep, when I go out to play, I never mind the cold to-day, I have mittens of your wool, Strong and soft and beautiful. Sheep, sheep, far away ''" I hope you are not cold to-day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO NANNETTE FALK-AUERBACH by SIDNEY LANIER ON THE PROPOSAL TO ERECT A MONUMENT IN ENGLAND TO LORD BYRON by EMMA LAZARUS SURFACES AND MASKS; 7 by CLARENCE MAJOR RICHARD BOOTH TO HIS SON JUNIUS BRUTUS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS ON A VOLUME OF SCHOLASTIC PHILOSOPHY by GEORGE SANTAYANA |