The Search Poem by Edwina Reizer

The Search



We would lie in the grass and clover
and search for a four-leafed one.
And just the searching together,
even if we found none
would bring me joy and not despair
and never would I complain.
For the four-leafed clover that was absent
would have us try again.

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Edwina Reizer

Edwina Reizer

LAKEWOOD, NJ
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