Waterdance

Lucky

I never believed in the pot of gold

At the end of the rainbow

Or the magic found in a four leaf clover.

To me, these things were far-fetched fantasies,

Wishful thinking--hopeless, romantic dreams.

I never believed that anyone could ever be so lucky,

And especially not me.

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The spring rain clings to my hair

And the chill hangs in the air

And I am late once again.

So I rush in haste around the bend

Until I bump right into you!

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Toppled and tangled,

We tumble into a murky puddle.

The cold water seeps into our clothes.

What kind of luck is this?

~

"Sorry," I mutter,

But all you can do is laugh.

I pull you up and we stand and stare,

Letting the drizzle dance in the air.

I catch the gleam in your eyes,

And I'm surprised when you say your name.

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I've never met a girl named Lucky before.

So when you smile,

All I can say is:

"Hi. I'm Lucky too."

Still holding your hand,

I realize that I've found you,

My gold at the end of the rainbow.