Just for Kids

Pomi

by Ellen Cammaratto

Pomi the camel lived in a zoo

And never did what camels could do.

He dreamed of deserts in foreign lands

And green oases amid buring sands.

His ancestors wore diamonds, gold and jewels

And carried the guards of the great shiek Abdul.

Some others were known for their speed and strength

And won camel races wherever they went.

A huge caravan was where he should be

Carrying his owner through Iran or Turkey

Not locked behind bars or in pens made by man

But free to roam over dunes made of sand.

Not laughed at for spitting or for the hump he wore

But really well loved for the burdens he bore.

Appreciated for being a helper of man

Who live in these changing and waterless lands.