However long I live, I’ll not forget
the wondrous things that happened here today:
the most extraordinary man I’ve met,
astride a donkey, redolent of hay;

the people thronging ’round him as he rode –
so many we were near crushed in the fray –
till Peter left the Master’s side and strode
into the crowd, demanding they make way.

A moment’s quiet; then a growing hum
that swelled to shouts, “Lord, hear us when we pray!
Hosanna, our deliverance is come;
our God has sent His righteous one to save!”

The men laid down their cloaks along his path,
and children waved palm branches as he passed.

~ Rebekah Choat