Money of this kind seals lips When a finger to the lip fails, I am uttered I command silence

Use it for your feet, With or without your shoes on. Do not be one, You will be seen weak.

I’m the edge of the street where your journey might pause, A place to look both ways, find adventure's cause.

Stars left on the skin after the sun’s gentle kiss.

What weighs nothing, cost nothing one person can't own but two people can share, and lasts a lifetime.