Loose

Change is easy to find, 

          Change is hard to get.

Change is so easy to pick up,

          Change is so hard to see.

 

The glint,

          The hope.

You see,

          You have.

 

Change rattles in my pocket,

  My tiny, tiny pocket.

          Change shakes my head,

             My crying, crying head.

 

Why did I not save you?

   When I knew I had the chance?

          What did I not make you?

              When you weren't so hard to get?

 

Change is so easy to find,

    No one picks it up.

          Change is so hard to get,

     No even tried.

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