A coin all round and gold.
Shaking hands reaching out to me
They touch my palms, I feel their warmth
It’s as soft as shiny glass
As soft as his shaking hands
Who could have thought this charm for me
Was a winner’s coin? A casino coin
Lightly engraved. ‘Good luck’, it read.
Good luck indeed.
I have kept it for a long time
It reminds me of him
My coin, a nonno’s closest link
I bring it to school it follows me
Gives me luck. Good luck indeed.
I remember him, the day he left
I was eating ice cream, I did not know
We stood around, our gifts in hand
He spoke to me again
His shaking palms lay in mine
‘Good luck’, it read. Good luck indeed.