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Poetry of Issue #8        Page 59

Lost Things

Some pick up their lucky pennies and some
discard them for luck. My favorite thing
to pick-up is a lost pen. I pick it up
with a tissue, check that it was not stepped
on and damaged—then see if it still has ink.
I gently wrap it in another tissue,
then put it in my pocket or handbag,
and finish cleaning it at home. A pen
can bring a world, a feeling, a view to life.
I always try to remember to keep one
or two, so I can lend one out, in my bag.
They come in diverse shapes, and sizes, colors.

Some, pick-up their lucky penny,
I pick-up the lost and lucky pen.

  Evie Ivy