With A Little Luck

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    It's not by luck that we succeed or fail, but often by how we perceive the abilities of our own good fortune (self-implied)

    With A Little Luck

     With A Little Luck

     

    I have rubbed my lamp until it shines brighter than the sun and still no Ginni. I have tossed all my coins into the well and I am left wishing. I have wished upon every falling star and absolutely nothing so far. 

     

    I haven’t won the lottery or any sweepstakes. I couldn’t even win a coin toss if I had a two-headed coin. Could it be possible that my ship that hasn’t come in yet, sank?  Don’t you have to be lucky first before your luck runs out? 

     

    It never hurts to have hope; so I will keep searching for that four leaf clover. Even though the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow may be a long way off; I will still enjoy the beauty of the rainbow.

     

    There comes a time when we have to realize that we have to make our own good fortune. May we all have the good sense to know when that time is. And may there be enough magic inside us to hold onto to all the treasures that we might discover.         


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    optimistic commented on With A Little Luck

    08-08-2009

    I think the rainbow at the end is the treasure to keep for a lifetime love.
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    Seek2BInspired

    08/10/2009

    Your insight is valued, thank you.

    Mareann commented on With A Little Luck

    08-07-2009

    Your treasure is what lies in your heart, and within your words.
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    Seek2BInspired

    08/10/2009

    Thank you for your very kind inspiring words.

    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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