A Shiny Copper Penny

I pushed through the screen door onto the warm brick porch, keeping Elephant cuddled close under my arm. Down near the clay flowerpot, something round gave a tiny bright glimmer in the sun. I knelt down softly on the reddish brick to inspect it. It was a shiny copper penny, resting right next to a dry brown maple leaf. Reaching out with gentle fingers, I pressed against the cool, raised edge of the coin and slid it into the center of my palm. Elephant's soft trunk tapped against my wrist as I turned the coin over, watching Abraham Lincoln's little nose catch the afternoon light. #Mybuddydoll #Jason #penny