I found a penny in the sand
As rusted as can be,
But when I held it in my hand,
A thought occurred to me...

Why mint a coin of idle worth,
That beggars would eschew,
Then leave her buried in the dirt
Beside the ocean blue?

There mighty winds would roar and wail
And blast riptides ashore,
To brush his head and wash his tail;
What boy could ask for more?

The months and years went by and by
Without a saving grace,
And Johns would gather on the fly,
A piscine meal to chase.

And when it seemed that all was lost
And Penny's fate was sealed,
A Nickel by her side was tossed,
Her destiny revealed....

~ P (#Pablo#apits)