The child amongst us
Finds a four leaf clover
On the woman’s grave next to her dad’s.
The cynic amongst us says
It wasn’t very lucky for her, was it?
The herbologist amongst us observes that
It’s not a four leaf clover
It’s wild sorrel
If you eat it, it tastes like lemon.
It isn’t luck, it’s life
And death.
It tastes bitter.
