I gave you three pennies

that one winter’s morn

when the dancing had finished

and we felt so forlorn.

The first for that kiss

when we were first lovers

ne’er to be broken

lying snug under covers.

The second for our child

for one oh so fair

a cherished little treasure

but not long for this air.

The third for hearts broken

no healing can mend

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