Penny
Things you
Don’t say
Have a way
Of drowning
In the sea
Like a coin-tossed
Wish in water
That you
Forgot
You cent
When you were
Three
And how
You shared
That wish
With me
In a whisper
Soft you said,
“I wish the flowers
would always bloom”
And then you tossed
Your penny in
And went about your way
As I stood
Soaked
From head to toe
In an afterglow
To this day
I can still
Feel the spray
Who makes a wish
like that …
At three
And sends it
Out to sea
With such a sense
Of certainty
Past and present
And all that is
To be
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