Paula Goldsmith Poet Free verse

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

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Judy Ball March 26, 2021 at 8:41 AM Lovely. A memory of your parents trying to protect you when they couldn't be there by your side. God Bless, JB Paula Goldsmith March 26, 2021 at 4:47 PM Thank You, for writing. Glad you like this write. Have a blessed day/weekend...................

Linda Alice Fowler March 26, 2021 at 8:04 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 Paula Goldsmith March 26, 2021 at 8:18 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....................

Sam Kauffman March 22, 2021 at 1:15 PM Lovely Paula - a token of caring and love that you still have. Heartwarming! Best wishes for the contest. Paula Goldsmith March 22, 2021 at 2:09 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...................

Caren Krutsinger March 22, 2021 at 12:58 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! Paula Goldsmith March 22, 2021 at 2:04 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....................

Carolyn Devonshire March 22, 2021 at 10:25 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 Paula Goldsmith March 22, 2021 at 10:43 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...........................