Army Mom’s Safe Haven

Christina

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?

This poem prompted the resonse, “Worth Waiting For
©Copyright March 22, 2006 by Faye Sizemore