Poetry From The Heart by Barbara Ann Smith

Pennies Count Too

He stood shifting
from one foot to the other--
worn clothes, shoes without heels,
He said, "Madam - can you spare fifty-cents
for a cup of coffee."
Knowing I had but a few pennies,
I was ashamed to tell him,
Sir - I grabbed his hand,
looked directly into his red eyes--
take these few pennies,
it is not much
but it is better than having none.