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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY BURRO AND I, by EDA D. FLAGG First Line: Little we want, my burro and I Last Line: We lie down together, my burro and I. Subject(s): Donkeys; Burros | |||
Little we want, my burro and I, Little we want but the open sky; By day the sun as we walk the roads; By night the stars as we rest from our loads. Tortillas for me and for him the scant grass; Water from rambling streams that we pass; Pulque, for me, in a village or two; For him, ears of corn, perhaps, precious and few. A girl, now and then, with a flower in her hair -- If her mother sits watching, few glances, -- take care! A few words of cheer as we travel along, And if lonely, I liven the time with a song. When night lights her candles, at close of the day, My serape about me, I stop by the way; A prayer to sweet Mary, the Mother of God, Who has led us along all the paths we have trod; A prayer to Lord Jesus to ease me of sin, And guard me from demons without and within. At rest from our trudging, beneath the kind sky, We lie down together, my burro and I. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DONKEY by THEODORE ROETHKE TO A YOUNG ASS; ITS MOTHER BEING TETHERED NEAR IT by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE KERR'S ASS by PATRICK KAVANAGH DONKEYS, FR. THE SILVER SPOON by JOHN GALSWORTHY THE DONKEY LOADED WITH RELICS by JEAN DE LA FONTAINE CLANCY THE BURRO'S FIRST DAY IN HEAVEN by DAVID WAGONER THE OIL-MERCHANT'S ASS; FROM YRIARTE by JOHN GODFREY SAXE |
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