“Lucky Penny” by Kaitlyn Moor

Lucky Penny

It was a lucky penny,

He so convincingly gifted me.

Copper still warm from its resting place against flesh,

It felt heavy in the soft spot of my palm.

It was the significance of the intention,

“You will be loved,”

That melted my heart.

The weight of it cascaded through me.

My smile was gracious; his was knowing.

“I will be loved,” I whispered.

Fingers curled around a token of hope,

Placed carefully in the pocket of my hip.

Luck or fate, I was ready.

Kaitlyn Moor is an artist, nature-lover, dreamer and corporate professional. Writing poetry and musings has been her private form of expression for years which she is nervously thrilled to start sharing with others for the first time.

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