1943 NICKEL
A nickel I came upon, old is its age,
Dirty and worn, 1943 had a name.
When it was made, which first pocket did hold,
A celebrity of movies or a farmer tired at night.
Could it have been the great Joe Dimaggio,
As time went by possibly a singer or olympian.
A little boy had a nickel in his pocket, grew did he,
A famous writer he became, a 1943 nickel, where could it be?
Beyond seventy years this silver looking coin has traveled,
Today it rests with me, who held onto it in 1943?
Keith Garrett
What a powerful idea! My own poetry now seems much less hard-hitting haha!
It’s nice to see you here Keith!