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lost sheep [poem]

I don’t treat people the way they treat me
nor do I treat them like I want to be treated
instead I treat people as though
I’m their shepherd and they’re my flock of lost sheep
I try to guide them with kindness and care
this world has enough danger
predatory violence and wild extremes to weather
but let me be the barn
the safe place called home

Author:

bookdragon, poet, witch

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