Saturday, August 4, 2012

Sharing some donkey love from My World According to Me

You need to go and see some of the antics of Tina's baby donkey Ramsey and his lovely momma Emma.

I am sharing this from My World According to Me.

The Donkey Poem

The Donkey Poem
by Paula Blanch

Don’t waste your time young lady, she heard the farmer say.
That donkey, well he’s stupid; they’re all just born that way.
"He’s slow to move, can take no load in buggy or in sack,
The only thing he’s good for is a whip across his back"

But the young girl, she knew different,
she could sense it in her heart
She would take the donkey home with her
and give him a new start.
So the farmer took her money and handed her the reins.
Good riddance to bad rubbish, mules would always be the same.

Ten years of hurt and ignorance and callous disregard,
would need to be forgiven, and left there in the past.
As the young girl walked the donkey home,
there was no need for speech
Their hearts and minds and souls were joined,
 the silence had been breached.

For love can work great magic if you give it but a chance,
stooped heads will rise, old dreams come true
 and broken hearts will dance.

This story is no different from many I have heard.
It teaches of the power of touch and gently spoken words.
The young girl, now a woman, with children of her own,
still loves this dusty donkey, she first brought to her home.

You see the donkey symbolizes critters everywhere,
that never get to share their gifts or know that humans care.
Through history, their lives have been,
all service, toil and scorn.
A million miles of pain laid out
along the paths they’ve worn.


  1. Hi Oma Linda ;o) This poem is so touching! And, so meaningful! Love it! Hugs ;o)

  2. So very sad the plight of such adorable creatures. They should all have such happy endings.

  3. I would have loved to have owned this poor mule/donkey if I had met him/her. The power of love is infinite. Thank you for the sweet reminder. Peace, Mary Helen Fernandez Steart

  4. What a lovely poem. It breaks my heart to think of the mistreatment that some animals are forced to live with throughout their lives.

  5. What a beautiful poem, Miss Oma Linda, and you are a beautiful soul.


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