A might have been

by Bob Stewart

The Shepherd's Heart

I might have been a carpenter

With a hammer and some nails

Or maybe a southbound engineer

With my eye upon the rails

I might have been a teacher

Working for a noble cause

Or maybe an officer of the peace

Enforcing the nation's laws

But I'll always be just what I am

Never running with the herd

Putting ink on paper

A writer of simple words

I might have been a chemist

Creating wonders in my lab

Or maybe a tractor salesman

Or the driver of a cab

A postman or a surgeon

A farmer or an all night deejay

A painter of oil on canvas

Or a potter molding clay

But I'll always be just what I am

Never running with the herd

Putting ink on paper

A writer of simple words

Yes I'll always be just what I am

Never running with the herd

Trying to live out my beliefs

A simple preacher of the Word