The Art of Giving
I gave my son a dollar bill from eighteen-hundred thirty two
and a two-spot from that same year too
The question mark upon his face
implied I was from outer space
What's this? he managed in a thin voice
'Cash,' I replied, left with no choice
He shrugged his shoulders at the 'cash'
~ Promptly filed it in the trash
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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