Noah had a command from God
to load animals on his ark.
He was to take pair of each kind,
ere he and loved ones could embark.
“I don’t know if I can do that,
Wife will berate me for the smell.”
God firmly said, “Get the job done
before you ring departure bell.”
So Noah did his very best
to carry out God’s master plan.
He and his sons went out to search
for pairs of all beasts in the land.
The animals came docilely
it was as if somehow they knew
their lives depended on the ride
and they were very lucky too.
His son who was the beast counter
had carefully counted them once,
then gave a cry of great alarm,
“I haven’t counted elephants.”
That tremendous pair was missing
and Noah knew they must be found
before the promised rains had come
and there would be no more dry ground.
They found them in a lush meadow
packing up mounds of fresh green hay.
He said, “There’s no room for luggage
and we are pulling out today.”
The bull elephant roared loudly,
“You must get a move on Woman.
I told you not to pack so much.
You’ve offended God and human.”
She came but quite unwillingly.
She had been putting on some weight.
She feared that she would sink the boat.
All would meet a watery fate.
The men climbed upon the broad backs.
They’d had their share of beast herdin’
and that’s how elephants came to be
man’s first sturdy beast of burden.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson