This is a photo of them together with their new children. Credit: Bishop Family Farm
Sad night last night, shadows deep, The ewe’s heart heavy, unable to sleep, Her lamb, stillborn, gone too soon, She cried through the night, under the moon.
In dawn's soft light, a new hope gleams, For sorrow yields to brighter dreams, The ewe on the right, with twins so small, Has heard the grieving mother's call.
A gift of love, so pure and kind, One tiny lamb, now reassigned, From mother’s heart to mother’s care, A bond of life, beyond compare.
Now brighter days, with joy in sight, Two mothers share the morning light, One grieving heart, now healed by grace, As love and life find their place.
In fields of green, beneath the sky, Two mothers watch their lambs run by, A story told of loss and gain, Of tender hearts, through joy and pain.
