The shepherd
Walking in the woods,
Praying, pleading,
Singing joyful thanks
The earth,
God’s canvas,
Each glimpse
Your inspiration
Stories of green apples,
rabbits in jacket pockets,
Garlic grown, pizza throne
And always “I love you”
Strength unmatched,
Hands that serve
Sojourner for knowledge
No stone unturned
Diligence in your veins,
Bloodshed for your children,
A microscopic view
Of everything you do
“Walk and see
The memories”
Created just for us
Four turned to Seventeen
Built from your love
At a drop of a hat,
Ecouraging, lamenting,
Holding all like your own,
Never an outlaw,
Always a new home
What a joy to be your “loved one”
And to see the world through poetic eyes
For what would this world be without you
But another sun and moonrise
( The Shepherd written by Rachel Arlia and Emily Ann -Happy birthday dad!!!)
“Daughters like corner pillars that decorate a palace..”
Psalm 144:12 VOICE
