My mother loved finding coins
Be they nickels dimes or quarter
A penny would do
Oh my! A Kennedy half dollar!!!
What joy
Just a small boy
Being with his mamma on the street
Her tickled pink
At her discovery.
A pocket full
Pick a lucky peck or so too
tom tenbrunsel
Laureate of Lore
Author’s Note: So as time passed and my mom and dad, older, me married with kids, when they came to visit me the coin-joy continued. Anticipating their visit to this day, I would spread coins on the driveway. Mom long passed now, I continue the habit of emptying my pocket change on the driveway in hopes of bringing joy to passersby and visitors. There is an inherent joy to finding a coin, albeit I rarely bend down for a penny or a nickel A ha-penny for sure. Joy is youth and youth never fades, finding stuff.
Make someone’s day. Toss a coin or two.
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