29 October 2009
for MJ & the Brats
photo courtesy of Rich Bowen
He could find a four leaf clover anywhere,
and he always did--even 14 years later in my yard,
a relative stranger now. He bent toward the ground,
worked his magic once more, and I remembered
luck was a luxury--we were more like dandelions
blown across the globe wherever the Forces willed.
We flew with the wind and landed,
hoping this plot of land would be
as or more kindly than the last.