– fistful of pennies –

In the morning light,

a fountain called my name from afar.

Walking through streets of iron and cement,

the spray eventually came before me.

I took all the pennies from my wallet,

some fresher and more polished,

some worn and well-traveled.

I made one huge toss into the fountain

and made one huge wish upon the water…

strength to do what needs to be done.

D.J. Whisenant

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