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Written 20th December 2024
The Prodical Sheep
There was a shepherd who fell sound asleep
So there was no one to tend to his sheep
The sheep were delighted, freedom at last
Followed the leader and ran from the past.
Walking for miles over fields, hills and moor
The sheep were excited, as never before
Then came the sunset and the night grew dim
They began to feel that freedom was grim.
They became hungry, went searching for food
But couldn't find forage and became subdued
Unable to lie down, they couldn’t sleep
As they were pursued by some ghastly beasts.
Tired and weary the sheep so wished to be
Back in the flock and the hand of safety
They realised they need their shepherd's care
For love, food and shelter that's always there.
When the sheep had almost lost every hope
A familiar face came over the slopes
It was their shepherd and all ran with glee
To reunite with him, most thankfully.
They vowed they'd never run away again
Wasn't worth the havoc, sorrow or pain
Then the tired hungry sheep with baa-baa bleats
Thanked God for shepherds who watch o'er their fleece.
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