Little Old Dime

Once upon a time
In my pocket, Lived a dime
From time to time the dime
Moved out and into anothers
The dime, Was a witness to many crimes
Little dime didnt know though, He was blind!
Little dime got tossed around in tip jars, So kind
Who knows, whos the next to find
the little old dime
Little old dime got tired of living in peoples pockets
So he found someone to melt him
Now he is part of my faucet

Reviews

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

This is such a wonderful read!

[Michael Opoku-Addo]

A nice poem, unusual but sweet.

[Distant horizons]

Never read a poem about the life of a dime before. great write.

[The White Wolf]

:) Well, I hope he is happier now! Very sweet poem.