LAMBS
Following his life, Learning about themselves,Taking them by his hand, Guiding them to his land,
All the little children sitting by his feet,
Listening to his stories, Amazed by his deeds,
Sharing in his joy, Warmed by his laughter,
He taught them how to fish, Tend his flock,
Look at others as they would themselves,
They follow in his footsteps always,
Walking a path so straight,
Content in his presence, Never wanting to leave,
They lie at his feet, Sleeping,
watched over by him, As angels watch from above,
Smiling.......................
Richard(PHOENIX)Cartledge (c)
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