little i little am
a little dye for a little i lamb
Who dyed this sheep blue as sky?
Sheep come in two colors
Sure the white ones are often dingy
And the black ones gray with wisdom
But who dyed this little ewe blue?
it isn’t dye, says a voice,
the white paint wore off
this is an indigo sheep
There’s no such thing!
says you! The sheep rears up
And climbs the great blue,
Invisible except against clouds
a little i lamb named me