Gianna Jett

Dimes - Poem by Gianna Jett

I awoke to the sound
Of precious metals on the ground
They fell left and right
All through the night
It was a symbol of grace
Entertaining me with its fate
Wondering where or who they are
Coming from a place from afar
Gives me sudden pleasure
Tokens of such hidden treasures

Topic(s) of this poem: treasure

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015

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