A Penny In The Well Poem by Scott J. Shepard

A type of picturesque painting
on the marble grounds.
If asked to describe the American Dream.

"In God We Trust"

A man amens his pockets and
hands a coin to the boy by the well.

"I am an omen" said the copper face.
The omnipresence that's everything
sacred to this place.

A bit of time and a caste to faith
A child wrestles like thumb wars gliding away.

Thick winds and a tumbling view
of which way to move-

finally his hands break free their cupping
fingertips and imprints his palm.

What preys the waterfalls in what
seems like an oasis to find himself
again and again. Their faces delegate
a job well done and tastes the rich seas.

Dreams do come true, if you believe.