by Sarah Lewis

Created on: June 24, 2010

I would collect four leaf clovers,

and look for pennies as I walked around.

Horseshoes dangled from 'round my neck,

and prayers for luck left my lips.

And I wished that luck would find me,

And I hoped that it may be true,

But luck is all around me,

Ever since I found you.

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