(Today's NaPoWriMo.net prompt was to write about money and value.)
Money
It always seems short,
shy of enough. Plastic cards cannot replace
the feel and smell of green-backs and sweat laden coins,
only confuse the meaning of money and value.
I have been told that it is nothing,
just money.
But when I am short, every penny seems like a lot.
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