I stand here with my shepherd’s Crook
My pasture filled with docile sheep
They neither want nor need to weep
Each one’s name written in my book
Not one will ever be forsook
I take attendance day and night
Assuring that their fleece is white
The silence truly is a feast
As I stay with each bovine beast
To save it from a noisome plight
Nel cuore delle veglie della luna - Joyce
"If any man speak, let him speak as the oracles of God..." - I Peter 4:11
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Nice use of the word, larry! ❤
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I like their names being written in a book and that they will not be forsaken.
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Thanks. That’s always important. A good leader knows how to protect his charges
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