Clover and Her Four Leaves

Thinking she might, hoping it’s true,

Wanting so badly to go home with you.

Smiling at thoughts of being adored

Knowing this love as a double-edged sword.

She fell for it once and thought it was real

Was left all alone, unsure how to feel

Brought to the shelter, hungry and cold

She learned to question all she is told

Stop by and see Clover, show her the way

You may fall in love by the end of the day!