Rachel

"Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two and this story"....A Rambling Poet Just nine years old but she had a dream of serving others, of doing good. Adults were failing, but this young girl decided to do everything she could. Her birthday was coming, she had a plan. She asked her mama, who soon agreed. No gifts wanted by birthday girl, but rather money for world in need. She’d heard of the children in Africa with no fresh water to cool their thirst. She wanted to cure all of their ills and need for water would be the first. Three hundred dollars she set as a goal, which she almost reached by her birthday. She didn’t give up, she would find the rest. She must have three hundred to send away. There are other children who’ve done the same, given up their gifts for the water cause, but Rachel’s story is quite unique which I’ll tell you now, but I must pause To steady my hands to pour the tea and to wipe away this unwanted tear. More of her story I’ll tell you now. New twists and turns will soon appear. Rachel was traveling with her mom, on some good deed, I have no doubt. A car pile up and a child was hurt. That ‘s what this tale is all about. Rachel died, but ere she did she begged her mommy to finish her dream, to get the money to Africa, so they needn’t drink from polluted stream. Over a million dollars raised by tender souls who have heard her plea. The money just keeps pouring in from simple folks like you and me. “A little child shall lead them”. Dear, sweet Rachel was one of those. She put the needs of others above desire for birthday toys and clothes. By: Joyce Johnson August 16, 2011 For Constance's contest "I fancy another sad poem" Won no. 3