Finding the Four Leaf Clovers
He walked past them for a month or two
Having no idea they were waiting there
Until he sat down to take a rock from his shoe
And three four-leaf clovers were waiting there.
What can it mean? Is it a sign from his wife?
She has been gone for a year, to a heavenly life.
She was Irish you see, and full of promise and hope.
He spotted those four-leaf clover and felt like a dope.
How long has she been trying to get my attention?
He starts to collect them, and feels all kinds of affection.
The day that I found them was good luck for me.
I know that she is watching, and waiting for me.
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