After many tentative steps, the boy made it to the ledge Daisy was stranded on. It was difficult, but he was able to lift Daisy onto his shoulders and with delicate coordination of keeping Daisy steady on his shoulders with one arm, he used the other arm to keep his balance and step his way with precision to the top of the cliff.
Much time had been consumed with Daisy's rescue. The boy's huge winter coat was now wet through, along with all the layers of clothing. He was very cold and was shivering. He would have to make his way home before it was dark and the snow too difficult to pass through. At least while he was moving he was creating some warmth. Step, step,step. One foot after the other.The sheep staying together as he herded them with his staff. The words from the visitor repeating "Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me." He found these words comforting and they warmed his heart. Walking was exhausting as his teeth chattered, the words of the visitor urging him to the light of his home that were not too far away now. Soon he would be home and dry... To be continued