A Few Loose Coins Poem by Clara Keiper

With a few loose coins in his pocket
He wandered up to the booth
He needed to answer a question
Have somebody tell him the truth

We used to live in a big house
My mommy and daddy and me
He said as he gave her his money
I don't know where daddy could be

No one will answer my questions
Mommy just sits there and cries
Daddy's been gone for a long time
And I think that maybe he died

She picked up all of the loose coins
And handed them back to the boy
She said let me tell you a secret
We both know that I wouldn't lie

With a few loose coins in his pocket
And a smile where a tear used be
Mommy and Daddy are fighting
But I know that they both love me


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