Finding a four-leaf clover,
Like winning a mini-jackpot.
The luck is in locating it,
And treating it like gold.
Not everyone is smiled down on
By God in finding two.
If you do have them,
Treasure and respect forever.
So that you may have more
Golden treasures!
If not, why search,
When there is such a plentiful
Array of three-leaf clovers?
They give back what you
Put in, and then a little
Extra green.
Treasure the clover,
And it in turn,
Will treasure you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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