The Donkey's Carol

A special poem for Christmas.

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The Donkey's Carol

Poor little Mary, the road is so long.
Gladly I carry thee, my back is strong
Gently and tenderly
Thou art so kind to me.
Poor little Mary, the road is so long

I see the city lights shining ahead.
I'll find a stable there, straw for my bed.
Gladly I share with thee;
thou art so kind to me.
I see the city lights shining ahead.

Poor little Mary, this night is so long.
I cannot help thee now though I am strong.
In dumb compassion, I
cry with thine every cry.
Poor little Mary, the night is so long.

Rest little Mary, the night is gone.
Sweet little baby born with the dawn.
A beast cannot understand,
But I kiss thy gentle hand.
Rest little Mary, the night is gone.