The Future Clover

We lay back to back beneath the cherry tree
Blossom falling around us
As you read poetry to me
From a book you stole from the school library
That afternoon, you found a four-leaf clover
You picked it, told me it was our future
I didn’t understand
I just laughed and kissed you
25 years later, you gave me a gift
I unwrapped it carefully
To reveal a battered old book of poems
As I turned the pages, a four leaf clover dropped in my lap
That’s our future, you laughed
I smiled and kissed you
I get it now.

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Title by: Gill Rakers
Story by: ‘Honest’ (Rachael Blair)

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