And another St. Patty’s Day inspired poem!
Did you ever find that four-leaf clover?
I remember we paced and paced
Looking the ground all over
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And to think
You didn’t know why they were special
Just that they were special to me
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I knew that time would change us
But I see those familiar eyes
In the face of a stranger
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I went back to our old walking spot
They cut down our trees
No longer a remnant of the ‘we’
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Did you ever find that four-leaf clover?
Did you carry the tradition on,
On to your new lover?
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Maybe, good night? XD
Ashley Kirtman 