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The Parable of the Penny
by Jenna Fernandez
04/13/12
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There once was a coin very small
(A penny is what it was called)
Copper and shiny
But so very tiny
It seemed he was no use at all

In a clear glass jar on the shelf
The penny sat all by himself
Wishing he was
A large bill, just because
He could bring his owner great wealth

“The bigger the better,” he thought
“But, sad to say-- I am not.
Because I’m so small
I’ll go nowhere at all
I just don’t add up to a lot.”

But one day the widow he lived with arose
And stood on her creaky and wobbly toes
She reached for the jar—though the coin didn’t know
What she would do or where they would go…


She hobbled along down the street for a mile
And went into the church, going straight down the aisle
Then she reached out her hand, and said with a smile
“I’ve something to give, though it took me awhile.”

“This is the first penny my husband gave me
And though it is small, it’s special to me
I would like to keep it, but know it would be
Better to finally let it go free…”

Gripped in her hand for just one last time
She held the coin close and whispered, “Goodbye…
Go do something great, because that is why
I’m giving you up.” And she started to cry…

The little coin fell, mixed with her tears
Into the basket—and everyone there
Was so very quiet, that each one could hear
The clink of the coin, and the sweet widow’s prayer

Finally, she left—her mission complete
And with her eyes down, headed out to the street
She’d given her penny—her very last one
But the little coin’s mission had only begun…

Back in the basket, the penny was joined
By some larger bills and costlier coins

On their way down, they fell with such pride
Then noticed there was a small penny inside

The larger bills laughed, the costly coins sneered
Just as our little friend, the penny—had feared

“A penny! Who’d think that we’d find you here?
I am a dollar…I’ve much more to spare!”

“What good can you do?” spoke the five and the ten
“Just think of how much our owners can spend.”

“You call yourself cash? You call yourself money?
You’re not worth a thing unless you’re a twenty!”

The fifty stepped in and finally spoke
“If it wasn’t for me—the whole world would be broke.”

“Stop all your boasting!” the hundred spoke deep
“Every one of your owners is cheap!”

On and on they boasted away
Much to the poor penny’s deep dismay
“I thought when the widow gave me today
She’d done something great—
But that’s not what they say…”

So, sad in the basket, the penny remained
And wished he was home with the widow again

Later that day, when the basket was taken
All of the coins and bills inside were shaken
And after they fell from their place like a fountain
The women and men in the room started counting

“This dollar is great…now we can buy soup
To help somebody who doesn’t have food.”

“Now look here, someone has given a five!
This one can help all our classrooms survive.”

“And now there’s a ten—we can turn on the lights
So the people can see when they come here at night.”

“And look – here’s a hundred, this will be spent
To keep our doors open by paying the rent.”

“And let’s not forget the fifty and twenty…
We can help that poor widow who doesn’t have money!”

The penny was happy his owner was cared for
But started to wonder just what he was there for
He waited and waited, until they were through
Thinking he had nothing special to do

Finally, the basket was put in the corner
After they had all the money in order
But just as they all were ready to go
Everyone noticed a faint copper glow

They picked up the basket, and noticed inside
The penny for which the poor widow had cried

And taking the penny, they thought of how much
The widow had given—more than most of us!
We sometimes give just so we’ll get blessed
But the widow had given up all she had left

“Look at this penny—it’s greater than all!
Even though most would think it was small
This penny was given with a heart that was pure
And so we know that we must be sure
To think of a wonderful way we can use use
A penny so honored—what will we choose?”
Finally, they all knew just what to do…

The penny would go, as each had agreed
To travel the world and help those in need
The penny was bigger than anyone knew
And as he traveled, he grew and he grew

In different countries, he was more than enough
To help other people receive lots of love
And the penny became even greater than all
For it’s true-- gifts of love are never too small




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