A-n ode to shepherd
L-ets the sheepfold follow;
B-ecause of his deep concern
E-veryone is far from sorrow.
R-ising up early in the morn, the shepherd fulfills his duty;
T-oiling in the Lord's field, he always looks for a victory.
L-eading a new way of life,
A-s he obeys through low and high;
P-ure delight is in store,
U-nderneath the blue
S-ky.
D-ay tenth November morn, his birthday is remembered;
Y-es, warm wishes will make an ode to shepherd.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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