"Coins of the World"
Coins clink as we walk the road
Upon our shoulder a heavy load
We carry the change of 50 nations
Nothing short of amazing
A Shilling from England
Found in a old abandoned building
A Franc from France
found in the pocket of some exotic pants
A Deutsch Mark
Found in the forest sheltered by bark
A worn beaten Euro
found in a distant burrow
Regardless of weight and size
Each is valuable to I
A million stories left untold
A million dreams to unfold
Whether through money
Or words sweet as honey
We rise in this world
Or more commonly hurled
Not unlike change
Ain't it strange
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Poetry of a Ascended Being
PoetryPoetry of a lighter and happier nature, reunions, meetings, love, and all that makes us happy.
