Luck Laced

A beautiful Haiku Chain, wonderfully expressing that branded so lucky, the 'Four Leaved Clover', so loved by the Irish and British throughout. Brings back many a childhood hour searching for this priceless gift!! Keep penning, Anna-Marie.

Yupppers! I'm always looking...but they are rare indeed. well...except in my grandmother in law's yard, the four leafers are the ONLY kind that grow there! go figure! love, Kristin

Dear Light and LOVE Deborah, WOW YOU DID enter this in Raul's contest Its a Winner Thank-YOU For YOUR Gracious Comments, YOUR Light and YOUR LOVE In response to YOUR Comment on Poor Frog I have told YOU I am a Chef haven't I LOVE ALWAYS...HG

I can see you as a little girl, crawling around the clover, as your mother and father lay on a quilt, under a shady oak, smiling, hopeful, of your intense search- Tis true poetry, when ones poems incite thoughts to allow the reader's mind to wonder so! Thank-you for sharing your poetic expertise, Deborah! poet butterfly

one's deepest hope is our feintest wish...wistful poem, Deb, lovely!! Jim

This has a lazy sumer day's feel to it, love the line, "taste of bee sweet blossom spread"...Hope your not so blue.. remember you can empower yourself and start fresh at any point in your day! :::grin::: ~Trudy~

We could all use a little luck every now and then....... may be I'll find my four leaf clover today!!!! very nice....alopez