Folk don't know what they do
When they disturb the
Sheep that belongs to the Shepherd
Who knows His sheep's
Every trembling bleat.
I will be developing my thought from this poem as soon as I can get back to it, be it later today or on tomorrow. You, in the meantime see if you can figure out where I am going with it. What does the poem say to your heart?
Doing What I Can, While I Can as I trust in and lean on Ultimately
Alma Jones
Aside - BYDWP
AAside 2 - Don't forget to look at the title as you try to figure out what direction I am going with the poem.
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