Poem -

poor little donkey

I am a little donkey and i am standing at this gate,

in the cold and rain i forever wait ,

hopeing someday somebody will come ,

and take me home and make me welcome ,

other donkey´s pass and snigger at me ,

you silly little donkey , and all would agree,

why do you wait ? no one will come ,

silly little donkey you cant even run ,

i watch them pass and try to ignore ,

i try to forget what they said before ,

while the wind blows with all it´s might ,

as the rain drops fall and block my sight ,

But then one night , while asleep a hand brushed my hair ,

i opened my eyes and to my surprise  a man standing there ,

he said ´´ poor little donkey your all alone in this place ´´

with a look of sadness in his face ,

he said ´little donkey i need you on this night ,

to carry my wife and to follow this light ,

i looked to the sky and away up high ,

was a shine from heven that made me sigh,

he put his lady on my back , saying donkey if you are able 

down this road we must go and find ourselves a stable ,

as we walked the lady talked saying thank you my little friend ,

 i am so week and o so tired , as we round another bend ,

hours have past but not to fast it felt like days we have being walking ,

but at this time all is quiet and the lady has stopped talking ,

my back ached , my legs shaked , i just cant go on ,

then a voice said in my head 

little donkey it wont be long 

with all my strength i charged ahead and a power came over me ,

all i do tonight is true this child this world must see ,

the night is getting cold and shelter we all seek ,

my master´s lady is getting week ,

this lady´s child , it canot wait ,

and hopeing inside we are not too late  ,

but up ahead upon a hill , thear stands a shack ,

i ran with all my strenth with this lady on my back ,

inside we take her and lay her on the ground 

with all kinds of animals all around ,

but then i hear a wounderfull sound , a baby softly crying ,

and on a bed ao straw this new born baby is laying ,

so now my night is over and all is said and done ,

a new world for this child has truly just begun ,

i am a little donkey and as proud as can be ,

and there´s a cross on my back for all the world to see , 

the end 

writen 

by 

paul o carroll 

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