Nickel Big
Poems about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada
There's a nickel big that I feel small.
A coin to wonder where you'd spend.
One broader than your shoulders.
One much to large to lend.
There's a nickel big in Sudbury.
A city home to miners.
Where mining for our nickel
is not meant for the whiners.
There's a nickel big from in the Earth.
A coin come from the heart.
Where money is for spending
and nickels for the art.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2014
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