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.


Anonymous 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 Breese 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!

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.


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