Like telling the rosary
it was your daily rite

You always explained
though there was no need

Quarters go in first
(for the full moon)

then nickels then dimes
(it wanes and wanes)

pennies last of all
(their copper sheen

is the new moon
rusting away)

This done
you would shake it

exactly three times
just to make sure

nothing had vanished
It was silly it was mad

it made me love you
more than the world