A coin lost in the sea

A coin was tossed
at the troubling sea
in hope of return someday
or as luck to life’s face

The mind
Has been busy
to remember a thing

The sea has been bitter
To keep safe its bits

Hundred years again
Their face met
With more children
and beautiful silt

There the coin
came safely
with its grown feet
And weak lips

words broke out
of its many return
and he was given
memories
and bountiful feast

MO.

Image courtesy: sharescenery.blogspot.com

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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