Endings and Beginings

My flock huddles in the rain
Grass changed to mire
Where do I take them
Where is it safe

In the darkness
One by one
They slip away
Lost to me

 The hand of the Great Shepherd
Rests on my shoulder, “The end has come,
They’ve found their new pasture
Come, let me lead you to yours.”

(c) Ruth Jewell, February 22, 2010

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