Nightshift

While I am awake  when you are a sleep,

I remember when you saved the black sheep

Young, broken, and misunderstood,

you helped repair her broken wings

the Shepard who healed the flightless bird

showed love and healed her with compassion,

Away she flew to expose her vulnerability 

then a black sheep she became again

to the Shepard she returned to once more

2017/Apr/27

J.D.I

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