Pennies from Heaven
Three Pennies from Heaven dropped as I opened my bedroom door,
From a loved one who tossed them to the hardwood floor.
They came to tell me how I’m truly missed,
And that Heaven definitely does exist.
They dropped at midnight- taking bathroom break,
Later two glued together- there was no mistake.
If only I could tell them I miss them but I think they know,
I’ll hold those pennies tight and never let them go.
So if you find a penny in your trodden track,
Store it safely away and never give it back.
Hold it close to your heart and memories will flow,
When they once were living not very long ago.
Copyright © 2024 By Caryl S. Muzzey
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