The Shepherd

 

An Angel appears out of the mist

The trickling stream just now Sun kissed

A beacon in the morning dew

Awakens the stillness that God threw

Over the Mountain and down the Valley

How many times before only he can tally

As she smiles her radiance does elegantly bloom

To lift many a lonely Shepherds early morning gloom

As he watches his bleating flock with care

He never notice’s that she is there

Keeping him out of harm’s way

To help him make through the day

This lonely soul on whom others have lent

To bring them milk and supplement

Their meager lives, harrowing at best

Life is hard for him and the rest

But his beliefs will guide him through

His Lord will show him what to do

A saint full man who gives his all

To his flock so they may not fall

Into danger on the Mountain high

As he whistles and gives a sigh

To appreciate the life that he has received

From his Lord, what he has achieved

His spirit never bending or broken down

Though living miles above the town

People know him as Adam that’s all

No second name that they recall

He walks the Mountains with his flock

Never bothering to take stock

Of the words that others may

About his life he lives his way

The solitude and peace full existence

Has brought about stubborn resistance

To a life in the valley below

What he reaps he will sow

The sheep just wander here and there

As if they know they have no care

They are always safe from harm

No need to be upon a farm

As he goes about his daily life

The Angel watches him through the strife

Of bad weather and other dangers lurking

Unaware he continues without shirking

His duty to his Lord and flock you see

His faith a comfort and will always be

Forever to roam for a million years

No time for pity, no time for tears

The Angel watches, listens and takes stock

Of the Shepherd and his flock

She knows that her presence he always feels nearby by

Though he cannot see her and she knows why

He’s been dead for a hundred years or so

His flock disappeared long ago

But the Mountain he refuses to leave

To go to Heaven, not to grieve

His duty to him is quite clear

By his sheep he must be near

Only ever seen by the chosen few

Wandering amongst the early morning dew

Where new words take flight daily

The Wedding Mishap

The great day had arrived

Expectations were high

The lovely bride greeted

With a smile and a sigh

The groom looked distinguished

In a suit from Moss Bros

With hair done by Luigi

His hairdressing boss

Four Bridesmaids were in dresses

That made the pulse race

Everyone was happy

With a smile on their face

The ceremony went perfect

Every word was heard

But as the music played loudly

It disturbed an ill-tempered blackbird

Who flew down with a swoop

As the Bride and Groom left the church

And made off with the bride’s veil

Leaving her in the lurch

Now tears were falling

All over her dress

In a short space of time

She looked quite a mess

So the Groom went of running

Giving chase, to no avail

Last sight he caught of the Blackbird

Was his long fluttering tail

His brides veil now disappearing

Right out of sight

Over the nearby houses

He couldn’t save it, try as he might

Back to his new wife

Who by now had calmed down

And off to the reception

On the other side of town

Where a good time was had

By one and all there

And the Blackbird

To be truthful

Didn’t really care

The moral of this little tale

DON’T PLAY LOUD MUSIC IN A CHURCH

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