Lucky Penny*

Got a lucky penny in my hand,     

Warm with hope and sweat,

Found in the grass on a sunny day,     

And I haven’t spent it yet,

Wonder if I should cash it in,         

For a real four leafed clover,

I hear that money can’t buy love,      

And summertime is over,

But it holds the laughter of a time,      

With soft-ball in the park,

When fires on the river bed,       

Flew red and yellow sparks,

So I put it safely in my pocket,        

Where it brushes against my thigh,

Smiling when I look at it now and then,    

With winter’s nostalgic sigh.


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