gloom is the color of her world
no joy alone with the sheep
as they graze within the herd
in a land of scant stimulation
and no human voices
a dog does his duty to protect the herd
keeping them in a tight group
all senses on alert for predators
it's a full-time job
with no time to entertain the human
she stands in the fields with head bowed
does not appear to be thanking God for her existence;
always at the mercy of harsh weather,
loneliness, abuse, ignorance, depravity,
mind-numbing repetition
her youth swallowed whole by her tiny world
of what does she dream?
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Author Notes
Thank you to Pamela Ruggiero for use of her picture, "Branded on the Far Side". This picture does not really set the gloomy tone of a lone shepherdess but couldn't find a picture with a female nor one which looked gloomy! So, I hope my words make the picture clearer.
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