Pennies

Most people I know don’t spend time worrying about how many pennies they have – I mean the small change kind. Pennies on a bank statement mean something because they are part of something bigger, like a balance. But small change pennies lay around lonely in cup holders, wishing they could put their Lincoln heads together and be something bigger; something bigger than a gob of coppers taking space in coat pockets or a couple of cents in loafers. Pennies are an afterthought; the seven percent we forget to calculate at the register. They are weight waiting to fulfill their destiny. To be rounded up; stacked up against silver. For other things it takes a gathering of thousands to make significant change, but think about this: what single thing can instantly make someone’s day significant? A penny. Save yours, but every now and then, toss one out in the parking lot to be found.