Today’s poem

I made a scroll at school last week, It was for my mum, To thank her for the loving things That she has always done. I stuck gold paper on my scroll With pink and silver flowers, It was a never-ending job That seemed to last for hours! My teacher said red hearts were best To stick around the edge, She was right; mum’s scroll looks great Displayed on our window ledge. On Sunday I got up, excited To make mum breakfast in bed, But dad said it was too early So I read her my scroll instead. I read how I enjoy her roast dinners, Her stories last thing at night, I read that she’s pretty and funny How I love her with all my might. I could see that my mum was crying, She was turning her head away, So I gave her a huge great squeezy hug And shouted: ‘Happy Mother’s Day!’