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Dec 2015
Whispering blinding desert winds
A blanketing over the eyes
In between being a lonely lamb
Loss and not having any direction in where to go
It was a slow and uneven flow
Yet the lonely lamb pushed on
It was a matter of moving along
Suddenly it was night and a full moon was shining
But there was a bright light far away
However, there was a star that led the little lamb astray
But for some strange reason, the lamb felt encouraged in moving towards being ok
That same star was leading the little lamb directly to those bright lights
The little lamb came up with a multitude traveling towards the bright lights as well
Apparently the message got out as a messenger tell
When the little lamb arrived, he saw a little babe in a manger, but had no idea of who the babe was
The little lamb knew that it had to be someone of importance and royalty
Later the lamb observed it was the baby Jesus
The littler lamb’s face became a smile of hope
A message being instilled with encouragement to cope
Later the little lamb was able to find it’s way back home
Having direction and no need to roam
A little lamb that was homeward bound, and arrived safely, and can now sleep calmly with no distracting sounds.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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