Beneath the ancient skies of old,  
Where stories are whispered, and legends told,  
A humble donkey, meek and mild,  
Found favor in the eyes of a child.  

"For your love, so pure and true,  
A mark of grace I bestow on you,"  
Spoke the Lord, with love so vast,  
A shadow of the cross, upon the donkey cast.  

Ever since that blessed day,  
The Jerusalem donkey bears the mark, they say,  
A sign of love from the divine,  
A symbol of grace, eternally to shine.  

Through fields and roads, the donkey treads,  
A living testament, its back bears threads  
Of a story of humility and care,  
A reminder of a love beyond compare.  

So let us remember, in our hearts and minds,  
The lesson of the donkey, and the love it finds.  
In humility and service, let us all partake,  
And carry our own crosses, for His name's sake.

March 13, 3024
Created by
MarkWaldrop