When I happened upon this lonely little four-leaf Clover,
She was wilted, trampled on, stomped over by life.
A life she didn’t deserve. A life that left scars.
But I picked her. I picked her because I knew she was special.
I planted her in my home and nourished her with plenty of love.
And then, an amazing thing happened: she began to blossom!
She grew into the most beautiful good luck charm.
At times a lovely, delicate flower …
… but will all the sass of a fiery Irish redhead!
If you don’t know Clover’s story, ask me sometime …
Happy St. Patrick’s Day from Clover … and Snuggles, too!