Sandy woke at the break of dawn, When the rooster crowed his morning song, Up she jumped and quickly she ran. Is today the day ? her thoughts began There was her father, she stood at his feet, She let out a sigh as he started to speak" I'm sorry hun ..he started to say. It's coming soon, but today's not the day. So off she went , to start with her chores. A day on the farm is never a bore. To the chicken coupe where she hoped they did lay. So they could have eggs for breakfast that day. But as she approached , what did she find. Not a single egg, came from their behind. Not to fret as she started to sing. Thinking chickens like music and eggs they will bring. All of a sudden she heard a soft cluck. And there were 5 eggs, she quickly did pluck.Thankyou dear Chickens , now tomorrow same time! And maybe I'll sing you a favorite of mine . The rest of the day she could think just one thing.I wonder just what tomorrow will bring Off then to bed , and while dreaming bout the morn. Wasnt to long before she ran to the door. He just shook his head, with a heartbroken face, Then she walked away ,without any race. Off to the ducks later that day. Letting them roam and pick up the hay. But as she was counting , one was not there. She frantically looked, as this brought her a scare.Where did you go ?she asked curiously And just as she questioned, he came waddling furiously. One purple duck came dripping by. Brought Sandy to laughter and to a near cry What in the world happened to you? Then she spotted a pail of purple beet juice. He had jumped in , and coloured his feathers. Now he was purple and slightly embarrassed . Night came to play , and she glanced at the sky. Just in time for a shooting star to fly by. Only one wish came to her mind She finished .. And, If for tomorrow , that would really be kind . She climbed into bed , and to her surprise... He awoke her that night, with excited eyes. It's happening now, come on, and hurry! Still In her pajamas, she made off in a scurry. It was finally time, she ran to her horse. Already in labour....and, a bit out of sorts. Her father assisted, Sandy watched with glee. Softly assuring" Your doing great, Daisy Baby ;Violet was born, unproportioned and clumsy, Oh Dad, shes perfect, I am so happy Violet grew up , beautiful as the sun.. Daisy was proud, you could tell by her run. Sandy cherishes that day in her heart. And reminds everyone...always wish on a star. The End