Poem: Sleeping safely
The shepherds led their sheep
Through a break in the wall.
One lay down in that space,
Till it was time for him to call.
“My sheep know my voice,
“And they will follow me.
“For I became their gate
While they slept in safety.”
All about the holy word;
Some I read and some I heard.
Mary Treveil,
Ardrossan Road,