The Little Lamb

I saw a little lamb, as dirty as ever, looked so lost.

Then, I asked it, 'Dear little lamb, are you lost?'

It replied, 'Yes, my sweet little girl'.

I pointed to a flock of sheep by a riverbank, 'Over there's your family.

The lamb shook its head and answered weakly, 'No, little girl. They left me because I followed the shepherd'.

Looking around, not a single soul nearby, curiously I asked, 'Where's the shepherd? I don't see him anywhere, near here.'

I kept on looking around.

'He also left me.

I was surprised, 'Why did he leave you?'

The lamb heaved a sigh and said, 'He asked me to think for myself and don't just be a blind follower. Then, he left me.'

It continued, 'I prefer chicken burgers more than those green grass. Is that weird? I love iced lemonade rather than that stream water. Is that unacceptable? I'm not a blind follower. I just do what I love the most. Why it's so hard for him to accept it? I'm so confused right now. I don't know what I did wrong. Dear little girl, do tell me.'

Poor little lamb. I don't know what to tell it. So, I bid it goodbye and left it to ponder more. 

*What do you think, guys? What should I tell the little lamb to ease its burden? Still thinking right now. And, got no answer yet.