Shepherd or Sentinel

He stands on the hills of heaven,
looking out over us all.
Keeping an eye on all his flock,
day and night.
A shepherd or sentinel,
call him what you like.
He stands there to guard us,
and send evil a flight.
He has many names,
you can call him
what you will,
but we will all greet him
in the future sometime.

(20 June 2007)

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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