Lucky in Love
A field blossomed in green
Walking with no purpose
They stop to watch a hawk
Seeking a meal to surface
He wonders if she is the one
Smile shines, eyes hold
Him like a blanket keeping
At bay, the winter cold
He glances down at
His feet to see a patch
Of clovers, he kneels
A four leaf clover he grasps
She follows the hawk’s
Flight through the sky
Wishing to be free
Turns to him and sighs
He is standing up
Smiles and holds out
The clover for her
To see the leaf count
Silence between them
He feels happy, lucky
She understand she needs
freedom, that is the key
She kisses his cheek, leaves
Him falling, spirit now weak
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