One Cent
They say you are not worth much these days.
However, in monetary transactions, your presence stays.
In stores and banks, you can always be found,
even though some folks will not pick you up from the ground.
You have been given a misnomer by many.
They have mistaken you for a British counterpart, the penny.
“A penny saved is a penny earned” is what Ben Franklin said.
That saying persists even though the man is now dead.
There have been many piggy banks you have been in.
You carry the profile of Abraham Lincoln.
It does not take a very bright scholar
to know you are one-hundredth of a dollar.
More people should get into the habit of saving you each day.
You are still considered money, and should never go away.
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