yellow on white

At the cashier’s:
for the little girl clad in yellow and white;
with a tiny chain and a ring bright:
perhaps for keys precious.

Coins galore were the change,
Gone: the pride felt not in tendering up by change.

cashier’s masked smile;
the thoughts in his mind: miles long

This little boy with coins small;
having settled his lowly eyes on the One: high out of reach by eyes: all

Patient counting;
the sole intent: to settle no less nor sell no self;
Pride in the face of cruel reality of bounties small.

For what depth of purpose did he claim:

this little girl clad yellow on white– wrought in plastic and being elastic;
such a toy: clad yellow in joy;

given to the one who really knew not
the tale of the little toy;
or the boy…?

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