Garden of Stars – A Poem

See my gentle Father,

The Shepherd of our hearts

carefully, slowly tilling

an endless garden of stars-

in thick frosty midnight soil

to light the narrow path

with glittering lanterns

of bright burning oil,

To guide the flocks of the lost,

When they have realized

they’ve wandered off,

(Much like mending a

broken constellation)

& need a guiding hand to find

their way home again.

About Gretchen McIntire (formerly Leary)

I am 34 years old, I live in the Raleigh area, and I am writing from the perspective of an individual with Asperger's Syndrome.
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