Shiny Penny

I am a shiny penny
just minted, brand-new
You'll find me in pockets
of shoppers like you

My value's dropped
as some've stopped
carrying cash at all; now
as passe as 'cruising the mall'

But there still is one place
where I can yet shine --
on the innocent face 
of a kid under nine

He likes that I'm shiny
A quarter's often not
So find me that kid
'fore my copper grow spots!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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DiMino Avatar
August 4, 2020 at 6:04 AM
I like this one a lot, Gershon. Some large lessons on life have come to me from objects much smaller than myself. Your child and the shinny penny are perfect examples. Blessings my friend!
Wolf Avatar
August 4, 2020 at 5:35 PM
A very sharp comment, Joe. Seriously, the great ones pay attention to the smallest things. Thanks, Gershon
Tor Avatar
August 3, 2020 at 6:48 PM
Coin shortages reported in California.
Wolf Avatar
August 4, 2020 at 5:34 PM
What can I say? Send your spare change to California, eh?! ... Buddy, can you spare a dime taking on a whole new meaning here... :) gw
Krutsinger Avatar
August 3, 2020 at 5:58 PM
It is a pleasure to think of you being left along a sidewalk for a five-year-old to find!
Wolf Avatar
August 3, 2020 at 6:16 PM
Hahahahaha!... What am I laughing about? As Fagan put it in 'Oliver Twist' -- You gotta pick a pocket or two... You gotta swipe a copper or two! ~ Artful Dodger
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