Wishes and Luck

Four leaf clover,
give me some luck.
I didn't think I'd get so fortunate,
but the lightning has struck.

I see a shooting star,
hurry to close my eyes and make the wish.
I'll put this one in the jar,
and add some more to the alms dish.

Maybe someone will hear me,
give me another chance.
Hear my plea,
and cut into this dance.

11:11 has come way too many times,
and I think the same wish has been said too much.
Being too fortunate among my crimes,
as well as being so lucky and such.

I don't know if all my wishing
has payed off at all.
I do know by the smile on your face,
that someone,
somewhere
has at least heard my wishes' call.

So I'll keep on wishing
on the stars,
and on the planes.
I'll keep looking
for the clover
on the plains,

As long as it seems as though
it is coming true.
You deserve it.
Think of all my wishing
as an unofficial thank you.

For smiling at me,
when I couldn't.
Helping me see,
and making me stand when I wouldn't.

I'll continue my wishes
and prayers,
it's the least I can do.
You wonder why?
because I love you.

(: (: