Poem: Little Lost Lamb

This song plays a role in upcoming chapters of my "Three Floating Coffins" story.  Enjoy.

Little lost lamb, you chew on greens on the hill.
You lay your head down of a bed of dried moss.
But the sun dwindles down and the air becomes chill.
Little lost lamb, you don't know you are lost.

Hear my song, little lamb, and leap into my arm.
I'll bring you back home.  I'll protect you from harm.

The shadows of nighttime creep over the range.
Clouds obscure moonlight and hide every star.
The land you once loved is now foreign and strange.
Little lost lamb, you don't know where you are.

Hear my song, little lamb, and leap into my arm.
I'll bring you back home.  I'll protect you from harm.

A howl from the beast with sharp teeth sends you off.
You fly though the grass, hope the wolf won't pursue.
A cliff breaks the ground.  You stand still and aloft.
Little lost lamb, you don't know what to do.

Hear my song, little lamb, and leap into my arm.
I'll bring you back home.  I'll protect you from harm.

About to give in to your terror and fear,
You lay your head onto a pillow of stone.
But see now! The light of my lantern draws near.
Know, little lamb, I won't leave you alone.

Hear my song, little lamb, and leap into my arm.
I'll bring you back home.  I'll protect you from harm.