Four-Leaf Clover Poem by Padmanabhan Ananth

We were friends living in the same locality
In two grades of a school both did study
Though he was a year than me younger
He believed, behaved far more mature
We had lots to talk at times after school
No video, mobile, none that's today cool
No girls in campus, it was boys exclusive
We'd go cycling in search of that elusive!

Bicycles took us to many far-off places
A valley with the sun setting behind hills
In a field filled with lush three-leaf clovers
Our talk on topics, among wild flowers
Beyond our age and times, were so deep
No four-leaf clover's luck-love-faith-hope,
In that far-off vale, though we ever found.
In our discussions, we did well expound.