shepherd girl

When I saw her she was only seven years old, she always traveled with her family, his father said she was a good shepherd, I felt she was a strong woman not a little girl, I do not know what she does today, maybe she sings for her sheep, Maybe she goes to the mountains with her father, and maybe she's someone's mistress. I will not forget that cold day, I will not forget the wounds on this little girl's hands, yes she was a good shepherd.