Lucky 13 Poem by Marilyn Lott

I was headin’ for the Lucky 13
And it was a relaxing day for me
Those ‘ole red dirt roads
Took me past some spring-time trees

I drove past a busy windmill too
For the wind picked up that day
Whirling by those pink blossoms
I wished they would stay that way

Drove on past a favorite fishing hole
Folks enjoying a sport they know
It was then I saw the sign
That told me which way to go

Yep, there was the Luck 13
My stomach was growlin’ by then
I knew I’d find a delicious meal
To satisfy my noon-time trend

It was the perfect day for me
I hope yours was happy too
If you run across the Lucky 13
I know it will be perfect for you!