2025 Poetry Contest: Third Place
Verily Verily The Good Shepherd by Claire B. . . . . . Verily, verily, The King of all Kings Come to the earth As a babe of all things. Verily, verily He grew up to be The humblest shepherd You e’er did see. Verily, verily, He helped all the poor Trying to teach them What He has in store Verily, verily, His very own sheep Turned on their shepherd The wages they’d keep Verily, verily, By the sheep’s hand The good shepherd died Saying, “I understand”. Verily, verily, The sheep, they all thought “the shepherd is gone, Life and death all for naught.” Verily, verily The sheep were all wrong The shepherd had expected This all along Verily, verily, In three days time The shepherd returned Having paid the sheep’s fine Verily, verily, When some sheep found out They rejoiced at the news Then went back to shout “Verily, verily! Our fellow sheep, Our shepherd is back! Him the grave couldn’t keep!” Verily, verily, Some sheep...
