The Tin
I can’t afford to go away this year
The price of everything is costing me dear
I’ve tried to save and put away
But I’ve had to dip into it...... day, after day
So I’ve bought a tin
One of those things your change goes in
It’s impossible to open; it’s sealed at each end
With no rubber bung...... it’s impossible to spend!
Every day, I give it a shake
Feel the weight and calculate
I long for the time it won’t hold any more
Then I’ll cut it open and carpet the floor
After weeks of saving; probably months!
The time has come; I’ve got Goose bumps
The tin is opened...... I count what’s in!
Yes, I’ve saved enough…… ‘To buy another tin’
Philip Royle copyright © 2016
Copyright © Philip Royle | Year Posted 2017
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