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A Token-Coin

When I started to date,
                                                 
a token-coin I was given.
                                               
I was told to hide it in my purse,
                                     
never but never spend it away.
                               
If you ever need to call home,
                                       
your token-coin will save the day.
                               
I never needed that token-coin,
                     
tucked away safe and sound.
                     
It was always there,
                     
where it belonged.
                                                         
One day I cleaned out my purse,
                                     
I found that old token-coin.
                                           
As I began to rub it,
                                                       
all the years flashed by.
                                                 
I then realized all the love,
                                     
given in that token-coin to keep by my side.
Date Written: 3/22/2021

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 3/26/2021 8:41:00 AM
Lovely. A memory of your parents trying to protect you when they couldn't be there by your side. God Bless, JB
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Paula Goldsmith
Date: 3/26/2021 4:47:00 PM
Thank You, for writing. Glad you like this write. Have a blessed day/weekend...................
Date: 3/26/2021 8:04:00 AM
This is charming Paula. My mother sewed a tiny pocket in my undergarments so that I might have that ID or dollar bill when needed. I love how rubbing your token coin brought forth all the years of loving care.:) Linda
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Paula Goldsmith
Date: 3/26/2021 8:18:00 AM
Thank You, for writing. Glad you like my token-coin poem. Guess many girls had that special token-coin to make a call with. Smart parents. Have a blessed day/weekend....................
Date: 3/22/2021 1:15:00 PM
Lovely Paula - a token of caring and love that you still have. Heartwarming! Best wishes for the contest.
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Paula Goldsmith
Date: 3/22/2021 2:09:00 PM
Thank You, for writing and for your Best wishes. Glad you like this write. Yes, a token-coin of love. Have a blessed day/week...................
Date: 3/22/2021 12:58:00 PM
I had the token-coin too, in my shoe "just in case" and I also never had to use it, but it was a comfort. I had forgotten this until I read you r poem. Thank you!
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Paula Goldsmith
Date: 3/22/2021 2:04:00 PM
Thank You, for writing. Glad you like this poem. Guess back then many girls had that special token-coin to make a call with. Have a blessed day/week....................
Date: 3/22/2021 10:25:00 AM
It was wise of your father to be sure you had the coin to call him if you needed his help. Today even young children have cell phones, but not when I was young. Before a date, I always made sure I had enough cash for a cab home. It is a sign of love that your father gave you to token and I'm glad you had a father who cared so much, Paula. We were both blessed that way. Love your poem! Hugs, Carolyn
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Paula Goldsmith
Date: 3/22/2021 10:43:00 AM
Thank You, for writing. Yes, you are so right about the cell phones. All we had were phones or pay phones. Cabs were not a big thing where I lived. Glad you loved this poem. Have a blessed day/week with a hug...........................

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