Lisa Marie Ansell

(Dillon, CO, USA)

The Coin In My Pocket - Poem by Lisa Marie Ansell

When I'm feeling down and afraid, I look to you and realize that it was not too long ago that my life was a charade. When I see you I see hope that I haven't seen before. Many times I tend to remember the bad instead of the good, I endure the pain and feel alone once more. I don't really trust. Many people have let me down and I finally found someone to believe in. I know now that believing in God is a must. I used to envy those little girls who had the golden hearts with the locket. But I have something more precious than I've ever had before, and I think of it every time I feel the coin in my pocket.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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