The Penny
by Kathleen HighamEvery morning I feel a peace
And thoughtfully I pray
That I will not entertain myself
In the world as it is today
And each day as I walk with you
As I'm looking at the ground
I often see a treasure
It's the penny that I've found
And they are always cast away
They are meaningless to most
But I stoop down to pick it up
And feel that I should boast
My friends they actually laugh at me
They think I've lost my mind
Why would you even bother
But the penny is one of a kind
Because the T.V. tells a story
The news is filled with hate
And there are people everywhere
Who believe they can change our fate
Our courts are filled with hostility
Bright people make their demand
Take away the name of God
Remove Him from this land
And I am truly baffled
By their bitter raging wrath
Why are they so angry
As they walk this evil path
And yet I feel a ray of hope
As I pick up another penny
Pennies from Heaven comes to mind
Because there are so many
This world might take away His name
And some feel that they must
But etched in the penny is His truth
As it reads "In God We Trust"
