When I was young I searched for four leaf clovers. I was often alone, and during recess I’d sit beneath the trees in the field where a patch of clovers grew, and I’d sift through clovers, counting leaves. I’d grow fixated, ignoring the other kids, focusing on my patch of field.
Four Leaf Clovers
Four Leaf Clovers
Four Leaf Clovers
When I was young I searched for four leaf clovers. I was often alone, and during recess I’d sit beneath the trees in the field where a patch of clovers grew, and I’d sift through clovers, counting leaves. I’d grow fixated, ignoring the other kids, focusing on my patch of field.