First poem written in such a loooong time…

I’m like a coin

Two sided; bitter sweet

I give and take away

Not a bad penny 

A lucky one; a token

For  keepsakes

To determine the heads

Or tails of directions I take

I’m the coin; the author of my decisions

Bartering and trading friendships

With give and take

I’m a coin; a slither of silver

Spinning my chances

As I roll with change

I’m a coin taking a gamble

On me, jangling in deep pockets

Of choices yet to make

I’m a coin bearing the stamp of my creator

My Lord and my God

I’m a coin on a mission

A bargaining chip

To choose right from wrong

A coin amongst many
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