Good shepherd

Hey guys, I've been out of the blogdom since before Christmas but have been writing mostly poetry in the time gone by so I thought I'd post a couple of poem while I think through what my blog is for.

The first is about shepherd who finds on returning to the sheep pen that he is missing one of his sheep. Such is his love for that sheep that he leaves the other 99 and goes after the 1 that is missing. Such is his love. This is the story.

The good shepherd

The rain fell fast

and the wind blew cold

as the shepherd huddled

inside the sheep fold.

He counted once

and once again,

just to be sure

all his sheep were home.

But where 100 should be

only 99 stood,

So, taking his crook

and donning his hood,

He closed up the gate,

his love burnt like the sun,

and leaving the rest

he set out for the one.

The good shepherd walked

out into the dark night

searching the hilltops

by the guttering moonlight.

Every pasture he checked,

then when all those were through,

to the back-ways he went

looking pleasant and green

but easy to get lost

and lose where you'd been.

As darkness drew closer,

the shepherd ploughed on

the love in his heart

was the light that he shone,

til far in the distance

a faint bleat he heard

bursting into a run

by his lost lamb's cry, spurred,

and there on a cliff

was the sheep that he sought,

bedraggled and wet,

forlorn and distraught.

Then onto his sholders

the good shepherd hung

the poor tired sheep;

its master had come.

And back to the city

the good shepherd ran,

such was his joy at finding his lamb.

For though it was lost

in the darkness, alone,

the good shepherd came

and brought his lamb home.

TheWeeScottie