Simple Gifts

pennies were so priceless then counting them like Scrooge McDuck's gold yet not in a greedy way instead a thankful way no matter what it seemed to others it was the best of times upon a storage box we'd dine with wine of the finest pink Catawba in mismatched glasses carefully balanced and gleaming in the light of a half burnt candle its wax dripping between and upon last night's dried traces on the wicker hugged Chianti bottle yet if we could buy those times today we just might trade our bottle of Dom our plush dining set and our California king for a cozy twin because then nothing was too small nor too simple to share...