A Lost Coin Poem by ASIEDU MICHAEL

A lost coin in the mist of the cloud

Thrown into the shadow of the crowds

Never to be found except in our heart

I lost a friend, a precious one indeed

The mother lost a son, a good son indeed

The school lost a student, a brilliant one indeed

The sibling lost a brother, a kind one indeed

The nation lost a gift, one never to be replaced

The class, lost a mate, one that sooths our hearts

But Pensa lost a leader; a leader of the master's flock

I would have written more, but I have to wipe my tears

I would have said more; but a quivering lip won't allow me

I would have smiled, but a memory of friend won't allow me

Except the Lord has comforted me

That he, my friend is comforted