CLOVER
In almost sixty years of life,
I have given my heart
thrice over.
I have danced with one,
suffered over one,
and with the first,
picked clover.
I find myself
wondering
more and more
Will there be a number four?
©Copyright March 22, 2006 by Christina
This poem prompted the resonse, Worth Waiting For
©Copyright March 22, 2006 by Faye Sizemore
