MY YOUNG SHEPHERD


We walk over mountains, through water and dust.

We walk under starlight to morning's first gust.


Together we help them, the sheep I love dear,

to pastures much greener along your frontier.


Feed them with comfort, the spirit, my word.

Follow my footsteps, and be thou anchored.


They need a good servant, companion, and friend.

They need someone willing, so, thou I will send.


I'll be ever near thee, if wisdom ye seek,

in the pastures of trouble, when outcomes look bleak.


The light may be absent, for a moment or two,

breaking from clouds to help see thee through.


My spirit's soft whisper, Is a gift just for thee.

To My Young Shepherd, with love, eternally.


-By KJ Lightweave

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