When Pennies Were Kisses Poem by Paul Reed

When Pennies Were Kisses



If I become a rich man tomorrow
I hope I will not forget today
When we confounded sorrow
And drove our troubles away;

When the precious currency was love
When pride allowed our hearts to sing
When pennies were kisses that rained from above
When we had nothing but everything.

When Pennies Were Kisses
Thursday, February 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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