Friday, March 23, 2012

Luck

As I walk along the road,
I spot a field of clovers to my left.
The temptation to stop is strong.
Am I passing up good luck?
But the good sense inside me speaks up
and reminds me:
Luck cannot be found.
I have to make my own luck.

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