In the flesh he is one you will not see today
Where all is quiet and dark his last remains lay
Predeceased by his wife by two years or so
Time eventually does become everyone's foe
In his farmlet as a breeder of prize winning sheep he did succeed
At many shows his animals won the open class and best of breed
In his once thirty hectare farmlet today families in brick homes do reside
That the housing needs of the increasing numbers change the views of some landscapes cannot be denied
His middle aged son to a building developer the land for a huge price sold
Money speaks every language as has been told
The change to a place that a decade does bring
But all changes as said are not a good thing
As a breeder of prize sheep in a class of his own
But nowadays few of his existence has known
Though in sheep breeding circles it is true now and then
His name mentioned among the great sheep breeding men
He lived for eight decades of time quite a span
And was known to many as The Sheep Breeding Man
In what was his farmlet one does not see or hear sheep today
Time brings with it changes life works on this way.
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