The Shepherd

For Laurry- Beloved Uncle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Somewhere beyond the reach of the living

I hope you still get to enjoy the

Purple painted skies over your fields

 

I hope you still get to walk in the

swaying alfalpha

And along the pebble road you traveled

 

Somehow I hope you get to still be the shepherd

Keeping your watchful eye upon

The bellowing sheep

That surely miss you

 

Something about you has touched us all

Perhaps just your simple presence

Your easy spirit

 

You never minded being different

Did you even realize that your head

Had been kissed by the special angel?

 

I went by your house today

Its not the same without you there

While there was only standing room

Your favorite chair remained empty.

 

Today you will finally rest

Overlooking the fields and the wooly sheep

Perhaps today God will let you help him paint

Evening skies of pinks and purples

 

 

 

Author's Note

We will certainly miss my beloved Uncle- He was not quite right mentally, but not so wrong either. He was an example of kindess, never had a bad word to say about anyone, and lived a simple life.

Reviews

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wow..what a stunning ode..the last lines took my breath away

[Robin]

this poem flows through me , the color the textures ... beautiful sentiment ...

[Dream Weaver]

A beautifully penned elegy, touching in
it’s entirety…I know he’s smiling now..