Our sixth poem is The Donkey’s Christmas and according
to story path the author is Nancy Tafuri.
The Donkey’s
Christmas
Plodding on, from inn to inn, no room to spare, no room but a stable bare.
We rest, and the following morning Jesus is born.
I gaze on the wondrous sight.
The King is born, the King in a stable.
I see great lights, lights that are angels.
Everyone comes to see this sight.
I carried Mary, Holy Mary, last night.
May God Bless Always, Women of Faith and Hope by
My Mother Rose.
Created by Katie Robinson
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