The Shepherd (complete poem in caption) A life careless they'd lead and die and I'd sit here and envy their existence for all they have to care about is mere food and petty water I look at the grazing sheep all around grazing the land for the whole day. Oblivious they graze, so so thick yet I love them, my dear sheep. All they care is for food and water, getting lost in the same barn, unaware of the world out there
