I spend 3-4 days a week in College Station, and I try to get in at least one three-mile walk a day–more if I can. I sometimes take those walks in one of the many beautiful parks, but more often than not, I walk the Highway 6 access road right outside the RV park we stay in.On my walk this morning, I was thinking about my poem, Pennies From Heaven, and lo and behold, I glanced down, and there was
a penny beside the road; kind of an odd place to find one, although I’ve found them in stranger places. Of course, it made me smile, and I even thought to take a picture of it before picking it up. When I reached the mile and a half turn-around spot, I was quite shocked to see another penny on the shoulder of the road. What are the odds?
Pennies from Heaven
Just laying on the ground.
But it’s not just a penny,
This little coin I’ve found.
Found pennies come from heaven.
That’s what my Grandpa told me.
He said “Angels toss them down.”
Oh, how I loved that story.
He said when an angel misses you,
They toss a penny down,
Sometimes just to cheer you up,
To make a smile out of a frown.
When you’re feeling blue;
It may be a Penny from Heaven
That an Angel’s tossed to you.
Copyright © 1998 C Mashburn
If your interested, here’s a link to the story, Pennies From Heaven .