Donkey in the well how did you get in there
I cannot see how without there were stairs
It’s so far down that I barely am able to see
What will you do, someone help him please
No one can do it; it is not possible they say
He’s too far down, in the bottom he’ll stay
Not that we don’t care, really, we do indeed
It’s just that there’s no solution we can see
So, we began to cover him up, to fill the well
Ever so sad that into the well he had fell
He was such a sweet donkey to have around
But now we must bury him deep in the ground
What’s this we see, why he’s on higher ground
With each new shovel of dirt, we pitch down
Why he’s shaking the dirt right off of his back
And I do believe he’s smiling, now that’s a fact
Lo and behold, he’s climbing over the well
And, and all I see now is the back of his tail
Because he has trotted off to the barn
And with nary a single sign of bodily harm
The moral of this tail, I would like you to see
When all hope is gone, there is hope indeed
Never give up on God bringing you to where
He wants you to be, even without any stairs
Author, by God’s grace, Sharon Rose Lawless, August 30, 2019