I Want Luck

Like the owner of a for leafed clover
Who lives in the city,
And didn’t even try to find one.

Of a wild snowdrop who survived the whole year,
Its fate to be a life as long as a decade,
without sleeping underground,
For even a second.

Of a dog who ate a huge bar of chocolate and doesn’t feel a thing,
When the vet doesn’t give them any medicine,
And that dog lives a long life.

Of a singer who doesn’t need auto-tune,
and trips over their microphone wire at a concert,
But surfs the crowd,
and their voice remains smooth.

By Beth