. . . sheep . . .

Sheep are like children, they need to be taken care of.
His child= His sheep (is there a singular expression of this word?)=
I don't, really I do not, need to know all the answers, have to do it myself, have to worry about grown-up things.

An "old" song came to mind yesterday and I had to fnd it!  There it was, on puter for me!
Here it is:
His Sheep Am I

In God's green pastures feeding by His cool waters lie;
soft, in the evening walk my Lord and I,
All the sheep of his pastures fare so wonderously fine,
His sheep am I.

Chorus:
Waters cool (in the valley), pastures green (on the mountain)
In the eve- (in the eve-) ning walk my Lord and I (ning walk my Lord and I);

Dark the night (in the valley), wrong the way (on the mountain)
step by step (step by step--)  my Lord and I (my Lord and I).
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Next to me on the table sat a single solitary sheep, picking it up I wanted to silently steal it.
I held it the rest of the session and felt like the sheep.  Solitary, curdled up and sleeping peacefully.

But there is no peace as I do not have all the peices yet.