Shepperd.

Thin and strong, a prodigy of slow endurance,
Stands tall amidst the fields of green,
Incapable of mercurial flight,
Unlike any of his goats, he dares to dream.

With bulging muscles and a sinewy frame,
He ploughs the earth with honest toil,
A master of his land and beasts,
His spirit is unbreakable and loyal.

His eyes are deep, his face is lined,
A life of struggle etched in stone,
But from his brow, light does shine,
Of rugged beauty all his own.

He’s a man of steadfast heart,
A warrior of the earthly plane,
And though he’s tethered to the ground,
His spirit soars beyond the plain.

So here’s to the thin and strong,
The ones whose power lies within,
May we all find such mighty grace,
As we journey through this life of sin.

Steve Halstead.