Very odd are the things <br />A rupee coin can make, <br />A pleasure to give and take. <br />Toss it up for head or tail, <br />Buy a stamp for your mail, <br />Offer it to god and pray, <br />It can buy you toys of clay, <br />Use it for a call you make, <br />Or to check your body weight, <br />Add it with a hundred note, <br />Make it one not one <br />Put in an envelope <br />And gift it to some one. <br />Far is it reach <br />From Swiss to piggy banks <br />Wanted by people of all ranks. <br />Drop it in wishing ponds <br />Hope it returns in leaps and bounds. <br />Buy a lucky dip, Give a miser tip <br />Jingling in your pocket always <br />All is well, as long as it stays. <br />Born in the rooms of RBI <br />Not a coffee it can buy. <br />Few like this and many more, <br />Very long is a Rupee’s lore. <br />But when I placed it <br />In raised palm of a little girl <br />Begging for alms <br />She flashed a million dollar smile <br />And the ‘Rupee’ was all worthwhile.<br /><br />Seema Aarella<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-rupee-coin/
