Standing on top of the hill
I proudly watch my pups
round up the sheep bleating their disapproval
of their cramped quarters.
Finally the men close the gate
and I slowly descend the rocky slope as
the evening light softens the
harsh realities of life in the hills.
Gathering by the warmth of the fire
the yarns begin to fill the air --.
The time we fought off the pack of wild dogs:
Being a still night the stars twinkled
gave us a false sense of security.
Suddenly the sheep started to bleat and move restlessly
around their cramped quarters.
Mitch barked and we scurried
to his location finding the dogs had him bailed up
and ready to maul the sheep.
With our fiercest growls and gnashing of teeth and
quick movements were able to give the impression
we were many in number
this worked --
as one by one they melted into the night.
Or the time when we where trapped in the storm
With the wind howling around us
and the cold rain pummelled our bodies.
We were able to keep the sheep together
calming them in the shelter of the hills.
We did not lose one that horrid night.
The reminiscing gives way to silence by as we appreciate
the beauty of the night sky and
having my family close.
Thinking of all the times that the bark of
encouragement assisted in overcoming the odds.
I love being the matriarch of this fine family………
Coming up the valley
Seeing mum on top of the hill,
it was so good to be home.
My brothers and sisters
put on a show by
barking at the heels of the sheep,
bleating their disapproval
of being unnecessarily harassed
into the pens and the gates
slowly being closed by the drovers.
Settling near the fire
so good to see mum again:
we started to recount past achievements.
I couldn’t help smiling as Sam
snuggled in……. as mum
licked her face and ears.
The flames of the fire mesmerise --
dancing and leaping in the evening air
as the peace of the night
touches the heart with love.
Tired after the long day
managing to squeeze in beside mum
she reassures me by licking my ears and face,
listening to the past triumphs
of my older brothers and sisters.
Slowly the flames send me to sleep
to dream of future exploits
I could add to the yarns
at future reunions……………..
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