Amelia has the perfect gift in mind to give to Mom for Christmas, but no money to buy it.
|With Christmas only days away, Amelia paced the floor.
“I want to buy that pen for Mom I saw in Franklin’s Store.
I know how much she loves to write, but rarely gets the chance.
She works all day to pay the bills so I can go to dance.”
Amelia shook her piggy bank. It didn’t make a sound
She searched her pockets, bed and drawers. A dime was all she found.
She sighed, then said, with head in hands, “There has to be a way
to generate the funds I need in time for Christmas Day!
Amelia put her jacket on and headed to the park,
the place she went for answers when she had to find a spark.
And though she meant to think of how to raise the money needed,
she came across a feather and her urgency receded.
“I think it’s from a turkey, but, no matter what its kind,
it looks just like the feather from the pen I had in mind!
“I’ll take it home and make my own by using art supplies.
Oh, won’t my mom be happy when she opens her surprise!”