Saturday, December 18, 2010



The Ballad of the Christmas Donkey

Ed Ames

Long ago, in another day,
A donkey cried in his donkey way,
"I'm not beautiful, I'm not beautiful,
what good to anyone am I?"

"Other animals are big and strong,
or rare, or filled with an animal song,
but I'm not beautiful, I'm not beautiful,
what good to anyone am I?"

Heaven cried,
"Donkey, you can carry;
will you carry Mary?
Angels for your guide..."

On Christmas morn', in the stable hay,
The donkey smiled in his donkey way.
"I feel beautiful, I feel beautiful,
as beautiful as anyone am I...
as beautiful as anyone
am I."


photo courtesy The Green Wall


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