I saw a coin
drop to the floor
within this hectic
busy store

It lay alone
its value poor
its destiny
was now unsure

I watched till
someone picked it up
conveyed it to
a box not square

And now its value
high would be
now to find
her destiny

The box was named
Alzheimer's society
and she was spent
now purposely.

Our journeys change,
as this coin, too
where destiny
can transport you

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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 6:46 AM CST

About this poem:
It was a 2 pence english coin I saw, and related this poem on what happened

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Redex Chichesters, West Sussex, England UK
Fri Jun 24, 2011 7:45 AM CST
a wonderful piece this made me laugh, and think all at once
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Sat Jun 25, 2011 6:08 AM CST
hi redex, that was nice of you to say..glad you liked it..thanks


Odette67 Penrith, Cumbria, England UK
Sat Jun 25, 2011 6:14 AM CST
Lovely poem, how often I wonder at the million's of people who have held the money I have in my purse, in their hand's, geez, I need to get a life
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Sat Jun 25, 2011 9:00 AM CST
hi odette67, thank you for that thoughtful comment..money seems to find itself traveling everywhere...hope you get the life you want to find..


Earlgreytea Limassol, Limassol Cyprus
Sat Jun 25, 2011 9:11 AM CST

[Our journeys change
as this coin too
where destiny
can transport you]

i am seldom wowed, but this write wowed me..., thanks soo much for sharing your deep insight...
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Sat Jun 25, 2011 10:17 AM CST
hi earlgreytea, thank you once again for the appreciation of the poetry, you also do some really nice work..

SCatlyn San Antonio, Cardiff, South Glamorgan, Wales UK
Mon Jun 27, 2011 10:44 PM CST
Fantastic poem... loved it all, though the impact multiplied with that last stanza
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Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:04 AM CST
HI SCATLYN..AND HEY THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THAT COMMENT..AND YOU PICKING THE LAST VERSE..GLAD YOU LIKED IT....THANKS AGAIN...