26 December 2008

Christmas on the Port of Monaco - the Donkey Ride


The Donkey by G. K. Chesterton

When forests walked and fishes flew
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood,
Then, surely, I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening bray
And ears like errant wings—
The devil's walking parody
Of all four-footed things:

The battered outlaw of the earth
Of ancient crooked will;
Scourge, beat, deride me—I am dumb—
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour—
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout around my head
And palms about my feet.

8 comments:

lavenderlady said...

What a happy child...great photos.

George Townboy said...

Beautiful shots! Treasures for the little kid.

Awesome poem, also. Just right for Christmas Day!

Tanya said...

Oh what precious photos and I enjoyed the poem as well :)

Virginia said...

Well he's adorable and that little tongue sticking our is so cute! Thanks Jilly!
V

crittoria said...

What fun for the little one! Great pictures, Jilly!!

Anonymous said...

this is one extremely happy and adorable child and a mah-velously groomed donkey!! ahh the donkey for all it's undeserved cantankerous and stubborn, slow reputational nature still a fabulous gentle animal for children. Surely the donkey new it's cargo was a treasure!!

MmeBenaut said...

How adorable. I rather like donkeys and it is nice to see just a tiny child on its back instead of some mammoth load.

Small City Scenes said...

Look at the happy face on that little one. Smile--a lesson learned.

Great poem.

MB

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