Thursday, December 22, 2011


He wasn't just my Dad. He was my friend. My confidant. My go to person for so many things. My teacher. He was quiet, easy going, simple Jack. He never asked for or needed much. He's been gone two long months today, and oh how I miss him. It still feels surreal that he became so sick and passed so suddenly. Mostly I try not to think about it much, but it's always there. He kept saying, "I don't know what's going to become of me." And I do have to wonder, where is he now... if anywhere. I had told him to send us nickles and dimes, but I have yet to find more than one or two. Pennies are still abound though, so I can hold on to the hope they are a sign.

Pennies from Heaven

I found a penny today
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

So don’t pass by that penny
When you’re feeling blue
It may be a Penny from Heaven
That an Angel’s tossed to you

Copyright © 1998 C Mashburn

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