I was reading through my magizines when I came across the following poem in the ‘November/December issue of Daily Word:
“Homeward” by James Dillet Freeman
“Home the shepherd and the sheep/Come at evening from the hill,/Through a silence kind and deep,/Full of shadows soft and still./Still and soft and deep and kind/The gentle blessing of a prayer/Falls like evening on the mind./Homeward from the hills of care/Now my thoughts return like sheep./I shall pray and pray until/Peace comes dropping down like sleep,/And I am home, and I am still.”
It took me more than one reading to grasp the beauty of that one.
(1) Young I may be, but even young people are entitled to their opinions.
(2)Attempting to silence me doesn't hurt me, but the silencer.
(3) I must remain true to myself.