January Poems #29: Spare Change

"Pray for what you want, work for what you need," the old saying goes. Sometimes you can do both, with equally unimpressive results. At least in this instance, I was able to buy groceries with what was left behind.

You once told me
that Abe Lincoln's
profile didn't have
to be eyeing sky
for a penny to be
lucky so whenever
I found one on
the ground and
took Abe's head
between unpolished
forefinger and thumb
I rubbed and rubbed
and wished for you
no matter which
way Abe was facing.
I didn't wind up with
you but did get jar
after cracking jar
of spare change.