“The Petting Zoo,” read by Jason Kirk Bartley.
The Petting Zoo
by Jason Kirk Bartley
There was a small petting zoo,
‘cross our little country town.
It was famous for its mascot,
a little waving clown.
The community flocked to it,
supporting it very well.
It was where the cutest of critters
used to dwell.
There were sheep and goats,
miniature ponies and such.
I used to come here;
the pets were fun to touch.
My thoughts would get the best of me,
my imagination would run away,
as I’d pretend to be a farmer,
on this bright and sunny day.
I’d buy plenty of pellets,
so that I could feed
any animal
with a mixture of seeds.
I would catch and hold in my hands
a flop-eared rabbit,
and on the miniature ponies
I could sit.
I’d stroke their hair to love on them.
They used to care;
I made many a’ friends
around there.
There would be guinea pigs and hamsters
running around,
enclosed in cages
not making much of a sound.
I’d go to pet one
but it would just run away,
as if to say, “Come again
another day!”
About the Poet
Jason Kirk Bartley is 49 years old and has a Master’s in ministry from Ohio Christian University in Circleville, OH. He resides in Chillicothe, OH with his forever love and wife, Nila. He has been published many times and has won many awards in poetry. He loves Jesus and is not ashamed of his faith. He spreads seeds of the gospel everywhere he goes. God bless.
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