My family, had a coin piggy bank shaped like a bear

Kinda looked like Smokey, the one who had a care

Dumping it out, on the faded memories of our rug

Learning about change, coins and cocoa in the mug

We dove into the sea asking ‘how about a coin here’

The tourists on the steamship, happy smiles they wear

We gathered our change, and had 25 cent burgers to eat

They didn’t care if we were ocean wet, or had sand on our feet

My mother always made sure, we had a coin with us when we play

She always said to us after her hug, ‘remember I am only a call away’.