I found a penny
walking to school.
I felt so lucky.
I felt so cool.
There's just one problem,
don't know what to do.
Does this penny
belong to you?
I did find a penny on my morning walk and started composing this poem. I had fun with the idea of the phrase "walking to school" modifying the penny and not the "I." If those two phrases are reversed in order it makes more sense. Pardon my pun.
Always, when I find money, I think of the person who lost the money. Was the money needed? Will it be missed?
Did you ever lose money? What is something else you lost or misplaced? Can you write a poem about that today? Or would you like to write a poem about something you found? Have fun writing.
