Writing The penny [poem]

[TheShinje]

[size=1]

This Is a poem I worte a while ago, I though i might share it with you. It's about a penny, see if you can guess what happened to it at the end. Please critique, what you like and don't like about it.

---

[/size] [center][b][size=1]Falling down the well,[/size]
[size=1] a train of thought, derailed by the systems of life.[/size]
[size=1] I tiny penny falls,[/size]
[size=1] hitting the sides on it's way into the abyss.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] In the old lady's purse,[/size]
[size=1] the penny had sat alone[/size]
[size=1] with no others,[/size]
[size=1] alone in the world of it's own.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] 1945[/size]
[size=1] penny came from nowhere,[/size]
[size=1] from obscurity of copper[/size]
[size=1] molded into man's objection.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] A child picks it off the road[/size]
[size=1] she put' it in her purse,[/size]
[size=1] it was her treasure.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] Now she is old,[/size]
[size=1] she kept the penny safe[/size]
[size=1] in a musty old purse,[/size]
[size=1] withering away as if in sympathy.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] When she passed on,[/size]
[size=1] the penny sat alone[/size]
[size=1] with no one to call upon,[/size]
[size=1] no one to hear it.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] A child finds it,[/size]
[size=1] and makes a wish,[/size]
[size=1] the penny is cast into the well,[/size]
[size=1] falling, to be alone[/size]
[size=1] forever.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] she sinks in the bitter cold water.[/size]
[size=1] on a moonlight, winswept night.[/size]
[size=1] deeper and deeper,[/size]
[size=1] falling into obscirtiy.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] penny falls to the bottom[/size]
[size=1] and there were others,[/size]
[size=1] many pennies[/size]
[size=1] with wishes attached to them.[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] penny had someone to call upon[/size]
[size=1] someone who could listen[/size]
[size=1] for on that one forboding night,[/size]
[size=1] she found a place called home[/size]
[size=1] [/size]
[size=1] She stayed there forever[/size]
[size=1] with her friends in the deep.[/size]
[size=1] until the mighty mushroom cloud[/size]
[size=1] took them all away.

---

[/size][/b][/center]
[size=1]
[/size]