Sheep 28 Tuesday Oct 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment On the road to Crowcombe, The chances are you’ll get delayed. Either ponies or sheep will be wandering, Seeing who they can befriend. These two kept us waiting for quite some time! Who cares? When you’re watching the world go by. 51.426586 -0.068630 Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...