The Four-Leaf Clover Poem by HAZEL Calumarde

The Four-Leaf Clover



my first note is written

for the woman holding

a four-leaf clover


so eager to kneel down

and search hard for hours

for serendipity and fortune


ignoring everything

putting aside the others

just to earn the promise


happy as she can be

as she found the only,

the rarest, the luck


wearing a smile

from ear to ear

she never realizes


the normal, ordinary

three-leaf clover

she dumped over


is the happiness

that surrounds her

which we also tend to forget

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