My dad gave me one dollar bill



'Cause I'm his smartest son.



And I swapped it for two shiny quarters



'Cause two is more than one!






And then I took the quarters



And traded them to Lou



For three dimes---I guess he don't know



That three dimes is more than two!







Just then, along came old blind Bates



And just 'cause he can't see



He gave me four nickels for my three dimes,



And four is more than three!







And I took the nickels to Hiram Coombs



Down at the seed-feed store,



And the fool gave me five pennies for them,



And five is more than four!






And then I went and showed my dad,



And he got red in the cheeks



And closed his eyes and shook his head---



Too proud of me to speak!



Author: Shel Silverstein







I don't know why, but this poem reminds



me of the parable of the talents, spoken of in



the Bible. Maybe it's because each of us



has been given a 'dollar' from our Father, and



it's up to each one of us to invest it,



put it to use and be a wise steward and a



'smart son'. Don't bury that dollar or hide



it under a basket! Don't trade it off for



something that appears bigger or better!



Invest it !



God promises us ...



we will reap what we sow!



Sincerely, Linda