“Why does the lamb love Mary so?”
The eager children cry.
“Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know,”
The teacher did reply.
– Mary had a little lamb
If only he wasn’t distracted by that patch of grass, she would still be here. She would not have to stand in the middle of the road, calling out to him. They would have crossed the road well before the car came speeding round the corner.
If only he moved a little quicker and shoved her out of the way, she would still be here. He would not be crossing the road daily, sitting near the spot where her delicate body was flung to, thinking of her. They would still be living a merry life for sure.
Written in response to Sue Vincent’s prompt “Why did the sheep cross the road?”