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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The shepherd guides with loving hands The shivering flock toward the lands. Where light and pond and larks and spring And buds and trees and birds fluttering. Would charm the morn in sultry grace Where blushing dews has found its place. For beyond that verdant distant course He swiftly saunters for a morning pause. Where gladsome notes would greet the day And doves would kiss the mountain spray. Cautious the shepherd outspreads his fold To graze the fields thats warm and gold. But nearer one draws to the gothic woods Where the ancient haunting echoe floods. Where the humming trees as one aspire To touch the skies that holds pure fire. But fearsome a beast creeps ever so near When fields stands mute in the sober air. All the while the sherperd aims up close To protect the ones he holds dear most. Then he swiftly treads to fetch the lamb To hold it close,away from all harm. Then gently he rest in dancing flowers By the cystal creeks in the idle hours. Where butterflies,bees and lingering hues Turtle doves,crickets and silvery dews. Would renew his smile thats chased away In the graceful harmony of summer's day. But when the drowsy sun softly dies And the moon is written on the skies He gathers his tender flocks that roam To guide away to a place called home.
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