Where a shepherd used to be: a poem
SOCIALS: SHARING IS CARING Where a shepherd used to be A poem for weary sheep As fields turn to stony ground,Overgrown wool clings to skin and bone,Wandering within the silence,Where a shepherd used to be. The sheep have grown weary,As drought gave way to dry riverbeds and thirst,Hooves split deep and eyes […]
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