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Our Times
This day and age just can't be right
Things I see about me day and night
Young people begging outside the big shops
Men talking of all the jobs that have been lost
Old folk wondering how to get through the day
Then I take a really good looke around me and I say
Than You Lord for people who care
Those who know these folks are there
The ones who give shelter for the night
And make old folk feel alright
Who feed the hungry, tend the sick
And above all give us time to think.
The Good Shepherd
A little lamb all cut and stained
Was calling in dismay
He had wandered from the other sheep
And now had lost his way
The shepherd heard the calling cry
Of the little lamb
And washed him in a nearby stream
Then laid him in his arms
He held the wanderer to his heart
And took him safely home
The little lamb was overjoyed
Oh, no more would he roam.
Two Poems by Ann Lewis
Copyright The Bentilean 1999
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