Penny spins like a ballerina,
rhythmically, beautifully,
dangerously
as she slows… then speeds up,
getting lower and lower
to the ground,
flapping louder
and LOUDER
until she finally
falls
flat
in silence.

Heads or tails?
Coins flipping in mid-air,
sometimes elegantly,
sometimes clumsily,
falling to the ground
with a THUD.
50% chance.

The porcelain pig
shakes upside down,
rhythmically,
like a mother giving birth
to copper and silver coins.
Heads and tails pop out.
Pennies, nickels, dimes
fighting and squeezing
to get through the slot
in front of the smiling eyes
of a little boy.

Coins raining down
on the wet floor,
sparkling in the sunlight,
falling with gravity,
ting, ting, ting, ting, ting,
musically distracting,
musically awakening,
music to your ears.

Whether you have bills or not,
everyone can appreciate change.

image from Google

image from Google

image from Google