But I've been on the low side of broke for a little while now, so my options were rather limited. So I did what any thoughtful, loving, 10-year-old son would do: I wrote my mom a poem and put it in a card.
And here it is:
I thought I might buy you a car
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For this year's Mother's Day,
But title, tax and license fees
Kept getting in the way.
Maybe, then, a trip to France
For you and Dad to take?
Mais vous ne parlez pas français —
So that thought's a mistake.
Some jewelry could be the gift,
Some sparkly thing you'll cherish.
But no — my fashion sense just goes
From overpriced to garish.
Perhaps a novel you've not read
From some nearby bookstall?
But when I browse the title list,
It seems you've read them all.
So many gifts I couldn't get
To show you that I'm in your debt
This Mother's Day weekend. But yet . . .
You get my love and gratitude
Through smooth and trying times,
And now you get this little card,
These verses, and these rhymes.
Love you, Mom!
(And yes, Hallmark editors, I am available for some freelance work.)