
The First Wheat Penny
Stamped in 1909
Rolled with 49 others
Broken apart at a bank
Given to a man with a child
Who asks if he can have me
And I was given
On the way out I’m dropped
Picked up by another
Taken to a store
My first purchase, a gum ball
From there I am covered
Lint, dirt and goo
From hundreds of pockets
Hundreds of exchanges
Oh the stories I could tell
Then one day
Dropped into a piggy bank
Packed with hundreds of others
I sit for decades
Idol and board
Then I’m twirled around
And counted
Then packed away with another 49
Again idle and bored
Then the paper is broken
I’m free again
The man shifts the pile
He picks me up
Looks me over
Examines me under a light
He smiles so hard
I think he might break.
He put me under a piece of glass
Now people come and look at me
I realize I’m not a penny anymore
After all these years
I’m a trophy
EHS 2/9/2023
About the Creator
Eric Stolpestad
Train dogs for a living. Raised Batavia Illinois, Single dad with wonderful kids. Diagnosed dyslexic at 6, told writing will help reading. Waging war on blank paper one stroke at a time ever since. New to sharing. I hope you enjoy. Love!
Reader insights
Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters




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