Inside our small village church
Cornered southeast in Nebraska
Back in ‘63
I sat in a hardwood pew along with
33 others while my father
Preached the text;
My teen mind wandered to the wall
Up behind the pulpit at
An under-glass
Painting--Jesus as a shepherd
Leading many sheep along
A lush green path;
But strangely, an over image
On the glass came from a side wall
Caused by sunshine
Many children of all colors,
A startling picture
Over sheep;
Guiding the young to follow Jesus;
Later, I did
Caring for emotionally disturbed,
Becoming a youth pastor, and
A high school teacher
In the LIGHT,
Daniel Wilcox
