It is these nights, that such visions palpitate within my mind,
of walking in such clover fields, unconfined.
Alluring emerald cities, with thy youthful eye,
Seem thin- until thy sharp gaze meets
The four leaves, for which I came.
A clover is a green plant which usually comes quite small. Some people believe that a four leaved clovers give you good luck.
Barney
Luck, some people have it more than others. Someone gave me a clover once, four leaves, his name was Nick. I kept that clover in a journal, but I may have lost it. I will check when I get home to see if I have it. I am not superstitious, I don’t believe in luck from clovers.
Alex
Clovers are beautiful. they just sit there. green as can be. i love them because theyre lucky. they make me think about god. the holy trinity. something more than what we are. clovers are more than what we are. theyre symbols. beautiful green symbols.
megan
green, sweet, childhood, kids. A four leaf clover, something I didn’t think existed beyond the 4-H logo until I found one for a scavenger hunt for 4-H.
bailey settle
sweet and inspiring with alcoves and holes, hide in it, don’t get stung, or hurt by those within whom you confide. It’s yellow- bright and compassionate and easy to fall into. But it’s sticky as well so don’t get too stuck in.
menucha
On friday I was walking in from gym and someone found a four leaf clover. Of course he was lying which shattered my dreams. Jerk face.
i have never found a four leaved clover but I have always wanted to as I hear it can bring you great luck.
sarah
Four leaf clover. I have found one of these once It was on the forth of July at my Tia Lupe’s house. I found it and showed my Grandmother and she put it in a safe place for me but I never saw it again.
Demilia
Green fields cover your view as far as you can see. An ocean of color bright and vibrant. You run down the hill till you are in the midst of the field and lie down among it’s waves. With a closer look you see that the whole sea of green that you behold is made up of hundreds of thousands of tiny clover. So you pick one and put it in your pocket as a reminder that where many small things come together, great beauty can be the result.
There once was a little clover that grew in a field next to many beautiful flowers and the green grass blended into his skin. He had many brothers and sisters who loved to dance next to him.
Erin
Her hair was a luscious shade of red, rich curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. And behind her ear, a simple accessory, nothing complex: a clover. Its four leaves sprawled against her hair, rustling as she walked.
Running through the field, the smell of wild flowers springs up from around my feet. I should slow down, look for that four-leaf clover, because I could use a little luck right now. But the sun beckons and the land reaches out around me. Run, run, run! Luck will find itself.
Her dark hair was luscious, red curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. The clover he’d given her was slipped behind an ear, its green matching her eyes.
She looked absolutely beautiful.
four leaf, green one
your face reaching upward
swaying in the summer sun
joy of life flowing from the earth
please never stop loving
Alagretta
It was a beautiful spring day. The grass was green and the sun shining. I was walking through the field when I suddenly saw the first clover blooming of the year. It brought a smile to my face. There’s so much that doesn’t touch me anymore, after seeing so much pain and sadness all across the world. But this simple, purple flower of this little clover plant made a tiny spark. It really is the tiniest things that can make your day bright.
Tylena
You see, I was walking down the road and I saw a clover that looked like Sylvia Plath’s ego, which as you can perceive, is rather large, so I picked it up and tossed it at Mrs. Villareal’s homework and then she came out of the sky with her hairspray parachute and threatened to have to grade all of the vokeeb, but I greatly declined it and told her to walk away with any sort of justice she may have – thank you very much. She gave me the look of some sort of demonic substance, her face melting into a rather candle-wax looking structure, touching herself in various places not mentioned in Romeo and Juliet (we must remember that we do not approve of such material to be discussed here), nor within her own personal diary. She is nothing of a prostitute. She is a unskilled nurse.
Mr. Perryman
Crimson loved you. I have always enjoyed you in my honey. You contain the Lover, and the overwhelming knowledge of it being over.
Sebastian Derosia
clovers are lucky. I’ve never found a four leaf clover. I used to take the ones with three leaves and peel them apart to make it look like a four leaf clover. I was the unlucky one.
Callan
Her hair was a luscious shade of red, rich curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. And behind her ear, as he’ll never forget, was a clover. A small one. It matched her eyes and she looked beautiful.
Summer Wayland
Now I get the exercise. My uncle once bought clover honey. My father loves honey so he was delighted. Later my uncle’s fiance bought one for my father.
Clovers are green plants that grow..pretty much everywhere.
I associate clovers with St. Patricks day and Spring. With gold, rainbows, beer, leprechauns, Irish, flowers, grass, and sunshine.
Clover again? that’s boring. Is there no other word on the site? Wait I will check when I’m done writing this. Sorry if I make any mistakes English is my foiurth language.
Nani
een klaver is een klaver ja dat weet toch iedereen, je kan er je wensen bij uitspreken, maar je kan ook het klavertje voor goodluck in je navel proppen.
zo doe hier maar wat mee.
ezra
cLOVER IS A LOVELLY NAME. THERE IS A GIRL IN A SHOW NAMED CLOVER. SHIT MY COMPUTER IS ON CASE LETTERS888. this site is funny
Nani
Clovers are pretty, I like clovers. They make me think of Ireland, and I’m Irish. Clovers are green. They’re plants. I don’t know if they’re edible, they might be poisonous, I doubt they are, but they could be, who knows? I like clovers, did I already say that? I think I did. Clovers… Yes. Okay. Um… Clovers.
Breana
I laid in the dewy grass and picked apart the clover in front of me. I was thinking about how far my life had come, and how much farther it could go if I just let go. That’s when I sat up and set down the clover; for I had an idea.
laughalot
this is a type of grass leaf thing that you find in the ground and if they have four leaves then they are good luck, but are extreamly hard to find. i have found a four leaf clover before, actually several times at camp, but somehow i always manage to lose them and i never get to keep them.
It is these nights, that such visions palpitate within my mind,
of walking in such clover fields, unconfined.
Alluring emerald cities, with thy youthful eye,
Seem thin- until thy sharp gaze meets
The four leaves, for which I came.
A clover is a green plant which usually comes quite small. Some people believe that a four leaved clovers give you good luck.
Luck, some people have it more than others. Someone gave me a clover once, four leaves, his name was Nick. I kept that clover in a journal, but I may have lost it. I will check when I get home to see if I have it. I am not superstitious, I don’t believe in luck from clovers.
Clovers are beautiful. they just sit there. green as can be. i love them because theyre lucky. they make me think about god. the holy trinity. something more than what we are. clovers are more than what we are. theyre symbols. beautiful green symbols.
green, sweet, childhood, kids. A four leaf clover, something I didn’t think existed beyond the 4-H logo until I found one for a scavenger hunt for 4-H.
sweet and inspiring with alcoves and holes, hide in it, don’t get stung, or hurt by those within whom you confide. It’s yellow- bright and compassionate and easy to fall into. But it’s sticky as well so don’t get too stuck in.
On friday I was walking in from gym and someone found a four leaf clover. Of course he was lying which shattered my dreams. Jerk face.
i have never found a four leaved clover but I have always wanted to as I hear it can bring you great luck.
Four leaf clover. I have found one of these once It was on the forth of July at my Tia Lupe’s house. I found it and showed my Grandmother and she put it in a safe place for me but I never saw it again.
Green fields cover your view as far as you can see. An ocean of color bright and vibrant. You run down the hill till you are in the midst of the field and lie down among it’s waves. With a closer look you see that the whole sea of green that you behold is made up of hundreds of thousands of tiny clover. So you pick one and put it in your pocket as a reminder that where many small things come together, great beauty can be the result.
There once was a little clover that grew in a field next to many beautiful flowers and the green grass blended into his skin. He had many brothers and sisters who loved to dance next to him.
Her hair was a luscious shade of red, rich curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. And behind her ear, a simple accessory, nothing complex: a clover. Its four leaves sprawled against her hair, rustling as she walked.
Running through the field, the smell of wild flowers springs up from around my feet. I should slow down, look for that four-leaf clover, because I could use a little luck right now. But the sun beckons and the land reaches out around me. Run, run, run! Luck will find itself.
Her dark hair was luscious, red curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. The clover he’d given her was slipped behind an ear, its green matching her eyes.
She looked absolutely beautiful.
four leaf, green one
your face reaching upward
swaying in the summer sun
joy of life flowing from the earth
please never stop loving
It was a beautiful spring day. The grass was green and the sun shining. I was walking through the field when I suddenly saw the first clover blooming of the year. It brought a smile to my face. There’s so much that doesn’t touch me anymore, after seeing so much pain and sadness all across the world. But this simple, purple flower of this little clover plant made a tiny spark. It really is the tiniest things that can make your day bright.
You see, I was walking down the road and I saw a clover that looked like Sylvia Plath’s ego, which as you can perceive, is rather large, so I picked it up and tossed it at Mrs. Villareal’s homework and then she came out of the sky with her hairspray parachute and threatened to have to grade all of the vokeeb, but I greatly declined it and told her to walk away with any sort of justice she may have – thank you very much. She gave me the look of some sort of demonic substance, her face melting into a rather candle-wax looking structure, touching herself in various places not mentioned in Romeo and Juliet (we must remember that we do not approve of such material to be discussed here), nor within her own personal diary. She is nothing of a prostitute. She is a unskilled nurse.
Crimson loved you. I have always enjoyed you in my honey. You contain the Lover, and the overwhelming knowledge of it being over.
clovers are lucky. I’ve never found a four leaf clover. I used to take the ones with three leaves and peel them apart to make it look like a four leaf clover. I was the unlucky one.
Her hair was a luscious shade of red, rich curls brushing the hollows of her collarbone. And behind her ear, as he’ll never forget, was a clover. A small one. It matched her eyes and she looked beautiful.
Now I get the exercise. My uncle once bought clover honey. My father loves honey so he was delighted. Later my uncle’s fiance bought one for my father.
4 leaf clover!! Luck?
Clovers are green plants that grow..pretty much everywhere.
I associate clovers with St. Patricks day and Spring. With gold, rainbows, beer, leprechauns, Irish, flowers, grass, and sunshine.
Clover again? that’s boring. Is there no other word on the site? Wait I will check when I’m done writing this. Sorry if I make any mistakes English is my foiurth language.
een klaver is een klaver ja dat weet toch iedereen, je kan er je wensen bij uitspreken, maar je kan ook het klavertje voor goodluck in je navel proppen.
zo doe hier maar wat mee.
cLOVER IS A LOVELLY NAME. THERE IS A GIRL IN A SHOW NAMED CLOVER. SHIT MY COMPUTER IS ON CASE LETTERS888. this site is funny
Clovers are pretty, I like clovers. They make me think of Ireland, and I’m Irish. Clovers are green. They’re plants. I don’t know if they’re edible, they might be poisonous, I doubt they are, but they could be, who knows? I like clovers, did I already say that? I think I did. Clovers… Yes. Okay. Um… Clovers.
I laid in the dewy grass and picked apart the clover in front of me. I was thinking about how far my life had come, and how much farther it could go if I just let go. That’s when I sat up and set down the clover; for I had an idea.
this is a type of grass leaf thing that you find in the ground and if they have four leaves then they are good luck, but are extreamly hard to find. i have found a four leaf clover before, actually several times at camp, but somehow i always manage to lose them and i never get to keep them.