That day, digging in the pocket of my green coat, there was two small items. One was a puzzle piece of blue sky and white-puffed cloud. The second was a "2p," a two pence piece. I think a part of me wanted to go into that clear blue sky and watch it expand to the far horizons, holding onto that 2p for double luck.
The two pence coin sat on top of the five pound note, as if it were some coppery wishing well sitting next to the blue-etched Winston Churchill.
That '2p" coin was my lucky charm, I found it one fine day at a fair ground and somehow I knew it was a keeper.
One day I found a two pence piece, and so if a penny is good luck, I guess two pence is twice as lucky.
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