I see a ram lying down and taking the sunlight with eyes closed.
I feel it is old and feel a bit sad I may get so old and lonely.
Forfa the old ram stood at the edge of the hill and looked over the valley. He saw the vast stretch of green veldt, the silvery river winding it way through like a giant silver snake and the large flocks grazing within the beautiful grassland.
"Alas! My days of walking on the morning dew, grazing among the green and splashing the cold silver river is over! All I get now is to sit up here and take the sunshine!" Forfa said to himself.
The weight of the thought was heavy on him. With a long the sigh, he laid down on a four and closed his eyes to rest, with the sunlight playing on his face.