sky's king

There’s more clouds
and sky, here,
he thinks, or is it just
that he’s looking
up, more. A person can
get
used to walking
around and
about
with his head down, which
is
a
rather sad way to go through life,
unless
you’re always looking for
spare change,
which he did seem to find with more
regularity
in recent past times than he does
now, he thought, just
a day ago,
when he
rescued a tails-up
penny
from the crosswalk
outside
Wal
Mart. He didn’t
make the connection, then. But he
did pocket the penny, after which
he looked
up into the blue, trusting that the
aproaching
car
would
stop.
On second thought,
he thinks, now,
perhaps the sky
is just
bigger, here.