Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 13

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

A COIN

On the road I saw a coin,

I never took it

as I’m honest.

Someone else took it

and kept it in his pocket.

I called him: ‘Dishonest’.

The coin shouted at me:

‘I belong to the owner’.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on May 06, 2020:

In my little part of the world, we are told that if you see a coin the angels are looking over you.

See a coin, pick it up.