Best Abacus Poems

The days I live all counted they must be
And so I move my beads along the lines
What makes this time have meaning so to me
Is YOU, my abacus that life defines

Your smile of love is captured in a bead
Which adds such joy as fingers make...

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You can count on me
within a small frame. 
As colors have a name,
you can count on me. 

You can count on me 
with a childlike ease.
By twos or by threes,
You can count on me.

You can count on me.
Take ahold of my beads. 
For your counting...

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Abacus

My abacus frame will only hold 
tiny monk heads on her 
metal rods.
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