Nothing Is Worth More Than More Cents Poem by Hebert Logerie

Nothing is worth more than more cents
Nothing makes more sense
Than the proverbial common sense.
What goes up is bound to touch the surface.
You can wash and dry your face
At the end of the day, hope is nearby
When you're least expected; there is a miracle
That takes place on the tabernacle.
When it is time to go, to say good bye
The last words come haphazardly
Like a lost butterfly or a lonely bee.
Nothing is worth more cents
Than a priceless common sense.