The Pocket Check

(Wallet) She was seven when she needed to store change for the ice-cream truck,

(Wallet, keys) Seventeen when Dad gave her the keys to his old van,

(Phone, wallet, keys) Twenty-three when work decided to follow her around.

Seasons came and went, sunglasses replaced gloves, inhalers replaced umbrellas.

(Phone, wallet, keys, sanitizer, mask) But for the life of her, at fifty-three she couldn’t get this novel pocket check down.

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