Written for the Muse's Alley Poetry Contest |
MAMA'S NEW COAT It was our mama's birthday; I can remember it so well For we children got together To get her something really swell. We each put in a share of dollars Until we had just the right amount, So many nickels, dimes and quarters That it was really hard to count! We went down to the store And looked for a new coat, Mama's old coat was threadbare, A new one was her fondest hope. We gave the clerk all our money And watched as she wrapped the fur In the prettiest of tissue; We knew it would please her! When mama got the present open, Very much to our surprise, She touched the fur with loving hands And tears came to her eyes. "This fur came from God's creatures, And was meant for them alone" she said; "I can never wear this lovely fur, Knowing the dear animals are dead." So mama's gift went back to the store, Where we picked out a lovely coat of blue; Our mama wore that coat with pride And we all learned a lesson, too. Mama loved all God's creatures And she'd stroke their shiney fur; With a loving heart she cared for them As God, Himself, smiled down on her. Countrymom 1/11/04 |