Today’s Napowrimo poem is about money. So here is my money
There was sixpence in my hand
A shiny round sixpence
It was all mine, for me to spend
If I put it with the other sixpences
I was rich, i could buy things
Just for me, little me.
The silver sparkled, it look huge
I was a child, when my Nan placed it there
What could I buy, sweets, a toy
Something exciting I was rich
Now i look at sixpence
What is it worth now?
Two and half pence
What will that buy?
Two and half pence,
That’s not so pretty
Not so shiny
Not so small
I will remember my sixpence more
It was worth more then
It was worth all its weight
I was as rich as rich could be.