Sonny Rainshine


Red Clover - Poem by Sonny Rainshine

I’m looking for
red clover.

It used to grow
in profusion by the
highway that ran by
my home when I
was growing up.

Like a crimson
brocade it lined
the way for travelers,
swirling gently
when cars passed by.

It makes me wonder
what else I’m looking for
and don’t know it.
What do I need to see again,
maybe only once more
in my life?

When I find again my red clover,
on the roadside, and I will,
maybe I’ll lie down,
and bathe in its perfume.


Comments about Red Clover by Sonny Rainshine

  • (5/3/2006 3:54:00 PM)


    You are such a great writer, this is amazing and so wise, well done Sonny.R.
    Love Duncan
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  • (5/3/2006 2:39:00 PM)


    A search for self poem Sonny. I remember my grandmother explaining about 4 leaf clover, she actually showed me one and told me I was going to be one luck lady when I grew up. I am still waiting! lol It is the growing up that is the problem.

    Grinning at you, childish as usual

    Tai
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 3, 2006



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