Fortune

always stay grounded, soundly thinking of where you have been, when life is lightning in a bottle, every last moment, momentarily leads you to new, blue skies, arise, behind sky tops and brushes, with death, and life, painted sometimes grey, but never should you say, I'd rather sleep with the fish, because the songbirds will sing, no matter how many times you find pennies in the cracks, or cracked mirrors beneath black cat's tracks, or whilst wishing upon starry skies, sighs, when wishbones don't sound, when you've found leafy clovers pounded into the ground, always remember, that even from underneath the tallest ladder, we're still able to see the troubles of our world, curled up, like rabbit's feet, meeting us, every day of the week, and the best way to solve your luck, find a pot of gold, in growing old, with someone to share, your cares will float up, up and away, sailing, Always loving, Sometimes moving, but Never gone; February 11, 2016