Twenty-Seven Clovers

With a friend of my deceaced love I sent a prayer way up high and above... It was for a sad man who didn't believe in a power greater than himself... He lost his heart up on a crowded shelf, for him I felt so sad and began to weep... he was angry and I was scared he'd been locked up and left in a cage left alone for a very long time... really hurt him and set up a rage So I looked up to the sky and I asked for a four leaf clover regretting my life over and over To my surprise I searched only but a second there it was...an answer to my prayer... he said to me... do it again...just beware... Like the heart of an innocent mistake my heart began to quake... I whispered to my God... please... do it again just for him then I brought him twenty-six more that resembled the first hoping those twentyseven clovers would deeply quench his thirst...