Bernard
We plodded all the way from Nazereth
With all the other crowds along the road
The lady sat on my back among the bundles
The man walking with his staff holding the rope
All I wanted was to arrive and get some rest
And at last we arrived at their destination.
The town was crowded but he found an inn
Came back to say there were no rooms
The only resting place was the stable with me
The lady agreed weary from riding and ready
To lie down and rest even with the animals.
I did not mind as long as it was warm.
It was peaceful in the stable where I rested
The lady started groaning and women came
Soon there was the cry of a new born baby
The man took away my feeding trough
Filled it with straw and laid the baby on top
There was a golden glow over the manger.
All went quiet again and I settled down until
Outside there was the sound of rough voices
Men came into the stable, shepherds by looks
They knelt down by the baby and handed a lamb
It was strange but they talked of bright lights
And angels singing and telling them to come.
For days it was mainly quiet with a few people
Come to visit the baby who appeared important
There was the sound of camels outside the door
Three men in travel stained clothes entered
Carrying wooden boxes carved and jeweled
Bowing they gave these to the woman and baby.
Today I stand waiting loaded with bags and food
We are leaving so the man said to the woman
He had been told to leave and not come back
I did not see anybody speak to him o the woman
But I am only Bernard the donkey , all I do
Is carry them where .ever they want to go
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