Small Change
Thunderstorms and anger,
Hate and heat, mad at the world
And people I know.
Longing for others, wishing
It was over, seeing something small
And letting out a smile.
Copper and tiny, a face looking
Up towards mine, I laugh a small laugh,
And say a small rhyme.
Find a penny,
Pick it up, then all
Day you'll have good
Luck.
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