Estelle Paris

(Lebanon, Pennsylvania)

Pennies! - Poem by Estelle Paris

What good are found pennies many may ask. To bend and pick them
up is such a task. To pick one up you can’t go far. One cent is
all they are. A penny here, a penny there. Ooh what a horrible
thought! Never does one think of what could be bought with that
poor little penny no one seems to see. Find a penny and pick it
up and as they continue to grow, you can then look at what you
have to show. As others step over them, please bend down and
pick up that penny sitting there on the ground. Soon you can
say, “Look at all I’ve found.” Buy something nice for all to
see. When asked how much it cost, just say it was no loss. It
only cost “Pennies!”

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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